Inside the coverage of the foliage, Kodor smiled. He would praise the hogmaster and the woman in black for providing him this bountiful kill. The dragon was large, but Kodor was higher still in the tree. That was his advantage; he had the high ground.

"VICTORY BELONGS TO KODOR THIS DAY." his voice boomed. Kodor lowered his hands down the wooden shaft of his great axe, and tensed the powerful, sinewy muscles in his legs before propeling himself into the air, the sunlight reflecting off of his bronzed skin.
"SNEEEEAAAAK ATTAAAAAAACK" he shouted, raising the hefty chopper towards the sun. The barbarian was now a living guillotine of muscle and rage, aiming his mighty blade directly towards the dragon's scaly neckmeats.