"Be in the path of a hungry T-Rex? Well, it can be arranged, that's for sure." He smirked, though in all honesty there wasn't anyone in his clan crazy enough to try to tame a T-Rex, in spite of the fact that he had actually known someone who had tried it.<br/><br/><br/>Predictably that individual was no longer alive.<br/><br/>Squinting for a moment, he turned about and blinked, "You mean you're actually Molly Tria?"<br/><br/>He grinned then suddenly and brought the reigns of his dinosaur around once more. It seemed like the aforementioned allosaurus was just chomping at the bit.<br/><br/>"I would be delighted!" In reality he had hoped for this; she was going to get so angry that the anger itself would cloud her judgment, and therefore she wouldn't have kept a clear mind when she would find herself fighting him. It was easy to win when you played these kinds of games with the heads of your opposition.<br/><br/>"Tell me; you are Molly Tria then? When I kill you I need to know your name!"<br/><br/>It was part of the Dawn Riders' code of honor; apparently they had to exchange names before the slaughter, especially when demanding justice from one another through a trial by combat.<br/><br/>"Jamie Endess!" Apparently he was shouting out his own name to be shared with her. He might have been the type to play mind games, but apparently he took their riders' code of conduct seriously. He had an almost Viking-like sensibility in that respect, for that reason.<br/><br/>"Then cross ye over the line!" He rose up his arm, his dinosaur mount moving about in both directions erratically.