"Fuck you, that's how," the human replied. Ferix immediately replied by striding forward and turning, lashing his long tail out, seeking to strike the human in the torso. Handy saw it coming and simply bent over at the waist as the tail flew over him and returned to his full height in one fluid motion, an action that would have been greatly difficult without his high given his heavy armour, never mind the speed at which he did it. Ferix completed his turn and gawped, surprised that the human was still standing right where he had been. There was a silvery blur and a sickening crunch and Ferix was on his knees, gripping his neck, hacking and wheezing, trying to breathe. With the high he was running on right now, the punch Handy threw at his throat may as well have been a hammer blow. He kicked the dragon's axe away, sending it spinning across the arena floor and into a pile of burning debris.