John laughed, jumping backwards as the fiery danger poured forth from the dragon's maw. Of course, as it coated the area with fire, his attempt to avoid the fire didn't work very well. Once again, however, the insanity coursing through him let him avoid stepping down just because of a couple burns. No matter how much pain he felt, John simply laughed at the idea of more blood pouring. It would have seemed like the fire hadn't injured him at all if not for John's beginning to limp because of the burns. "Heh... HAHAHAHAHAH! That won't make the red river stop running... It will never stop until everyone's dead!" He ran at the dragon, obviously slower due to the limp he couldn't control, and proceeded with more swings, centering most of his force in his torso where he hadn't been burned nearly as much, if any, compared to his legs.