There were many things Gabriel would rather be doing. Maybe rolling around with Spiders. Dancing with crocodiles. Hell, even that hole seemed better then this. His dragon's attacks didn't seemed to be doing much, if anything, its magic unable to harm it. But that didn't matter. If he could provide a distraction for some of the others to do serious damage to it, well then that's all that matter. It didn't mean he wasn't terrified. It didn't mean that, despite his trust in his spirits, he wasn't afraid that at any minute he was going to fall off and plunge to his death. 

It just meant he was going to do what had to be done. 

At the order to go all out, his dragon seemed to rear back, gathering energy, and spilling it out in a burst of fire, and it was all Gabriel could do to hold on. He may have screamed as the heat hit him. He didn't know. He leaned in close against the dragon, and pressed his face against his cool, yet oldly warm scales. 

Below he heard Leo bellow out an attack, but didn't hear what it was, nor did he see what it was. He was just praying that he wouldn't fall. [@Lugubrious][@Zarkun][@hatakekuro][@oblivion666][@Raijinslayer]