<span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #408000">Alias</span></span><br/><br/>Alias had never before had the interaction with such a creature. He did not know even how to act, so instead he focused on eliminating his biggest threat. Which was the humans, he growled and hissed his anger. Pounding and slashing all in his path, first leaping on the ones the flying creature had not injured, then jumping on those after and forcing them to the ground. Alias shot his arm backwards and back slashed a flanking bandit. The man spinning away in mid air, this was before another one stabbed him in his shoulder area with a small and sharp weapon, right over the pointy metal and wooden stick. He shouted out in pain before picking him up by the head and throwing him away.<br/><br/>"Retreat!" shouted Deadbolt, the groups toughest. All the men ran back the way they came, leaving one frustrated Lizard to mull over and cool its temper.<br/><br/>Still in a rage, his attention went towards the flying bird thing. His single working arm swinging around at it "Go aww... a-away"<br/>"W- What arr you?" It spoke in a deep scaly voice. Each word foreign sounding to his own hearing as he tried speaking.