The dragon roared and got to his feet, kicking a crate away and sending a griffon back. Several of the other patrons were now jeering at the pair, thoroughly enjoying the impromptu morning's entertainment. Those with more sense either quietly made their way out the exit behind the human or kept their thoughts to themselves and their various appendages close to their own weapons. Ferix reached to his side and withdrew a large iron axe and swung at Handy in a wide arc. The movement was terribly obvious. The dragon had taken a step forward and overextended himself. Shortbeak had punished Handy when he made a similar mistake during training a few times. Handy ducked under the swing, shifted his centre of mass, grabbed the axe wielding wrist with his free hand, and moved his left foot between the dragon's legs, kicking his foremost foot off balance.