[center][h3][color=ed1c24]Myno[/color][/h3][/center]

The Manakete wanted to smirk when the three dwarves were sent back thanks to his fire breath, but he knew not to focus on that only, and not to celebrate on minor victories like that. As if to emphasize on that, the two other dwarves were already hacking away at his scales. He let out a roar of anger and then spun around, his tail would hit one of the dwarves and he would attempt to grab another one with his mouth. If successful, he would flail around and throw it away.

Barbaric? Yes. Needed? Perhaps not. But that was the only thing he thought that he could do. He certainly couldn't fly, lest he be barraged with arrows that would most likely hurt, as evidenced by the rocky flight of Roane and Taka.

Whether or not he would succeed, he would, once again, propel himself backwards to keep his distance, but still took extra precautions to not get involved on the other fights. He had enough on his hands. Wait, didn't he have another- His train of thought was cut off when Victoria told him that she'll be back and to hold the dwarves off for a while. Myno would sigh in exasperation but he had no other choice in the matter. He let out a grunt of approval before shooting a fire ball at the group of dwarves that were closing in with the attempt to scatter and disorient them.