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Inadi looked towards Riley with an annoyed look and scoffed. “Yeah yeah, get it out of your system. Last thing I need is for this to just hang over my head like a damn rain cloud,” he said as he continued to give odd looks back to his left hand. He definitely did not want to do what he did and he was agitated that it happened. What was more aggravating was that he did it in front of everyone and no doubt they would remember it for as long as they could. Now whenever favors needed to be pulled, no doubt this would be the ammunition to get it out of him. 

Watching the dragon bounce onto Leila's head and begin crying made the boy actually somewhat nervous again. They weren't sure what this dragon could do in a bad mood and it seemed like the little guy was getting more and more irritable as the moments passed. Suddenly the cute little fluff ball that Riley had been so enamored with was starting to show signs of being a little brat that would throw a tantrum if it didn't get its way. The perfect child basically.

Suddenly the thing screeched it felt like and now there were clouds in the cave. Dark ones at that. And just as Inadi was beginning to regret his previous statement of a rain cloud over his head, the clouds split and starting dropping what felt like inches of rain on them all at once. Staring over at Riley, who was now at this point very angry it seemed, Inadi couldn't help but chuckle. “Oh what? Is the cute fluff ball a pain in the ass for you now too?” Inadi laughed to himself and suddenly stopped as he realized his poor choice of words. Making sure to bring his right palm instead of his left one up to his face, Inadi let loose a sigh as he covered his eyes from the rest of the group.

It was getting colder and Inadi was beginning to shiver because of it. He wished that there was some shade or shielded part of the cave that he could sit under to avoid the rain, but these clouds were inescapable since they were directly above them in the cave itself. Silently wishing there was some kind of towel or rag he could use to wipe his face rather than his already wet sleeve, he noticed that dragon was now floating in front of him it seemed. At first the boy was confused and tried wiping his glasses off with the wet coat he had on to see the beast more clearly. It seemed to be puffing out its chest and tried to make itself look a lot tougher than it was. Before he would have probably scoffed at the attempt to intimidate him, but something about this made him very nervous.

Out of nowhere he was blown across the cave and skidded along the floor of the cave. Wet rock, sand and cold puddles rubbing onto his skin at fast pace. Yet the worst thing about it was that he slid the most on his right side....his right arm. As he hit the ground, each time feeling the stinging and nearly flesh ripping stings shoot up his side, he screamed out in pain as now it was impossible to simply avoid it. Eventually he rolled to a stop and began squirming all the while reaching for his arm.

He quickly began ripping his sleeve off of his coat to look at the arm itself. The arm was now bleeding it seemed as some skin that had once looked so rough and nearly burnt now seemed to be more of a scab waiting to be picked off by an impatient toddler. Slamming his fist into the ground and breathing heavily as he viewed the damage, Inadi placed the now ripped sleeve in his mouth to keep himself from screaming as he tried pulling out the rest of the wrap that he had left to work on the parts of his arm that needed immediate attention. As he pulled it out though he realized how wet it had gotten and was barely worth its weight as a dish rag than a medical tool. 

As he was trying to fight back the pain in his arm, he looked towards Ace and now could no longer hide his look of pain. She was still talking about that damn dragon. That damn stupid dragon that made his arm feel like it needed to be ripped off before any more pain could be felt. Spitting out the sleeve he had in his mouth, he stood up and began trying to wrap the wound. Every time he went around his arm once, the wrap slid off and forced him to restart from the beginning. “Yeah, let him rest! And while we're at it, maybe we can learn what makes him happy too! Maybe a nice cake! Or he could like to go up the mountain side and get a good view of the sunset! Whatever it takes to make this damn thing laugh the better!” Inadi yelled in a mixture of pain and anger as he was showing just how sick and tired he was of this whole little escapade. 

“This is why I hate this place! You never know what something is or what it can do! There is no comfort zone! No safe haven! Nothing is known, and if you don't know something, you can never be prepared for it! Damn this whole stupid quest and damn that little puff ball for doing this to me!” Inadi yelled as he held his arm out towards the dragon and went back to yelling at the pain in his arm. It was wet, cold and exposed to the elements now. At some point here he knew he was going to pass out to the pain, and he felt that the faster his consciousness slipped away the better. At least the pain would slip away as well.