Handy landed on the ground hard, breathing heavily, the head of his hammer stained with blood. He stumbled back to his feet, regaining his balance and turning to face the dragon. Ferix roared in frustration as he clambered out of the fire, kicking and lashing with his tail, sending flaming wood flying in various directions. He glared at the human as he got up, his face a bloody ruin and his lower jaw slack from where Handy had broken it. The dragon let out a strangled noise, halfway between a roar and a yelp of pain as he charged at the human with its axe. Handy blocked his blow with his shield, the axe glancing off of it and the human easily resisting its force. He swung again, and Handy parried it with a lazy, downward swing of his hammer, sending the large axe off course as he jabbed with his shield in his other arm, his vampiric strength lending the blow tremendous force, denting the dragon's cuirass and forcing it back a step.