And bit down with all of his draconic might, cracking the heavily damaged scales and tearing into the poisoned flesh beneath. The dragon bellowed and flung his arm sending Spike flying across the cavernous expanse, landing in a large but shallow pool of boiling water near the top of the springs where the water was hottest. He skidded across the surface before finally coming to a stop. He rose, spitting and scratching his tongue, splashing the boiling water onto it, which was like little more than spring rain to a dragon. He hacked up and spat as much as he could, his face bearing a sickened expression.