Handy ducked as a claw smashed a support pole in half. A portion of the tent fell upon  a few tables’ worth of cheering onlookers. He twirled the hammer around, holding it in a backwards grip with both hands on the haft and dug the top of the hammer head into the dragon's exposed midriff. Honestly, if you're going to go to the bother of wearing a plackart, why not wear the rest of the cuirass? The dragon doubled over and took a step back before swinging up with its left fist, catching Handy on the lower jaw and sending him reeling backwards, dropping his hammer.