When Juneava told him to go jump in a river Kadaj laughed audibly.  It wasn't the kind of laugh that insinuated the girl not knowing her place, but instead a laugh of actual amusement.  He had probably found her joke funnier than she had.  To all the talk of damsels in distress the group stuck up for themselves which was good, because he wasn't going to do it for them.  He was actually interested to see what each member of the group could do.<br/><br/>Before he knew it however a friction had grown between Juneava, and Amalliey.  Juneava had gone on a tangent about what Amalliey should or shouldn't be capable of which had only served to put Amalliey in a defensive state.  As the girl walked away Kadaj licked his lips, and began to prepare.  This dragon had killed a deer for food, which meant he was hungry, and here was one member of the pack walking off on their own leaving them vulnerable to the hunt.  It was basic animal nature that with every step Amalliey would serve to make herself more and more attractive to the hunter, herself turning into prey.<br/><br/>Yes, this would do nicely.  It wouldn't be long now.  Kadaj was almost shaking now with what would look like nervousness to the others, but in reality he was shaking with excitement.  'Come,' he thought to himself.  'Come entertain me.'<br/><br/>As the tension built in the surrounding situation anyone who happened to look at Kadaj instead of the now walking away Amalliey would see fire rising in arcs around his body, all the arcs meeting at one point in the palm of his right hand.  At that point a tiny ball of fire could be seen.  It wasn't growing bigger as one would expect from magic fire being forced to one focal point, but instead was staying incredibly small.  If one looked very carefully they would see the ball starting to change colors.  Red, then orange followed by yellow through violet before finally turning blue with an almost clear aura surrounding it.<br/><br/>Having seen Juneava's diamond shell Kadaj didn't want to take a chance that his fire wasn't hot enough.  The ball in his hand exceeded the temperature needed to burn diamonds several times over.  When it was ready, he raised his hand to bring the tiny ball of flame to his mouth where he proceeded to hold it on his tongue like a piece of candy until the time to use it came.<br/><br/>Now it was just time to wait.  Each step Amalliey took seemed to take full minutes in his impatient mind.