Crane's mind moved quickly, processing the situation and assessing the best way to proceed.  Sure, he could kill the snake quickly, but there was a chance that it could ignite the surrounding area, and turn them all into cinders.  In that case, he would survive, but Celris would not.<br/><br/>"Let Celris do it, I may be quick, but I'm not as fast as her.  Perhaps you should drop her upon it's head and let her work her way through it's eye.  After all, she does have claws.<br/><br/>Crane hoped he was right, that she would be able to move in and strike quicker than he.  He knew that the beast could easily ignite them all even while she was attacking, and it was this thought that persuaded him to hand Celris his blade.<br/><br/>"Here," said Crane.  "Get up there and rip a hole in it's eye so deep that it's children's children will feel it.  Then get it's brain, however small it may be."<br/><br/>Crane turned to the beast, which had begun performing the ignition ceremony using to biological mirror-like plates in it's mouth to harness the sunlight.  It looked tremendously pleased that it didn't have to chase it's prey.  Crane swore he could feel the very hunger inside of it, radiating like the sun's rays.