[i]The woman only stared deeply at the man, a boiling hatred for him seeming to brew up within her as she tightened her grip on the dying child's body, her armored fingers grasping him as if she would never let go. She recognized the presence that she had felt: a dragon, or something of the sort. It didn't stop her from immediately disliking him, whatever he was. Of course, she had been warned that she would face troubles at the Dojo...but a dragon? The girl always viewed dragons as monstrosities, terrorizing the masses for their own benefit, whether that be through profit or their own enjoyment. It didn't matter at the moment, however. She had to remain focused at the task at hand, instead of losing control against the one that had offered his own assistance to her. Even if he was a dragon of some kind...she would have to wait for another opportunity. [/i] "Fine. Do whatever you can." [i]The five words that she spoke were low and venomous, as if she was still very furious. She sat the child down lightly, leaning down and placing his bleeding body onto the barren dirt below, looking at his face for a moment before standing upright again. It pained her to see a young boy like this, and she only hoped that she would find the monstrosity responsible for these actions. She backed away from his body, clenching her fist as she waited for the mage. The golden lion-shaped helm only stared towards him, the metallic teeth bared in apparent rage, as if they were hungering for a fight.[/i]