"You think you can kill me?" He reaches out, catching the end of his spear. "You were foolish enough to let me in in the first place, you think you can outsmart a dragon?" He clenches his fist, severing the spear head.
He catches his wrist and laughs. "Is that the best you've got? This spear wouldn't even scratch my scales." The head of the spear begins to rust, and it blows apart into dust and fumes.