Raudd found himself hooking his axe on the tail of the shapeshifter for only a moment before it flung him to the side landing in a slide along the grass and rubble of the outer Stoneworks area. Luckily the damage was contained to mere scratches on his arm as his armor and the shield took the brunt of the impact. Unfortunately it had given the shapeshifter, rat(the poor sod), and what he now could clearly identify as another templar time to get a head start running away while he'd been busy skidding along the ground. [color=#0050ff][b]"Why the hell is a templar helping that fucking thing?"[/b][/color] He muttered as he got himself back up from the tumble. As luck would have it though one of the ravens took it upon themselves to tail the duo and their involuntarily passenger.

With only one remaining on this field of battle, and it being the most likely culprit of the long term damages sustained to the area, Raudd turned his attention to the dragon lady. The remaining wolves circled at a distance staying as close to the searing heat as they could sustainably bear. The lady put away her weapon, but between the defensive stance, blistering heat and the black smoke she was spewing she definitely didn't give off the feeling of wanting to deescalate the situation. [color=#0050ff][b]"I don't care who started it or why, somebody turned these luscious grasslands into a garden of glass and rubble and somebody is going to have to fix that. Now if you could turn off the rolling coal and heatwave so we can settle this peacefully. Or we can do this the hard way and we chase you across the crater, you're not going to escape though."[/b][/color]