[ Occupied as Dion is with that dragon, he doesn't spot Vivi's face, but he does hear the enthusiasm in his voice. It's a relief that the boy seems adjusted to combat, though it begs some questions as well.
He knocks the dragon's head back when it attempts to gouge him with his horns. It buys him a moment to assess, but a moment is enough. The horns themselves glint under the colosseum lights, clear like icicles. The frosted segments trailing down its back, cracked from Dion's earlier attack, house something that glows beneath them. ]
The ice on its back may shield a weak spot.
[ He offers this observation to the young mage as he begins to move, attempting to lure the dragon into position to make for an easier target. ]
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He knocks the dragon's head back when it attempts to gouge him with his horns. It buys him a moment to assess, but a moment is enough. The horns themselves glint under the colosseum lights, clear like icicles. The frosted segments trailing down its back, cracked from Dion's earlier attack, house something that glows beneath them. ]
The ice on its back may shield a weak spot.
[ He offers this observation to the young mage as he begins to move, attempting to lure the dragon into position to make for an easier target. ]