"Sure thing, big man," Mesaraih responded to the Qunari, his mouth full of a mishmash of the food on his dagger. He noticed Valehna's body loosen slightly, as if she were dozing off. "Think those two need their beauty sleep."<br/><br/>He looked at the fighting creatures below. It was quite the entertaining battle, as there were more darkspawn than rock wraiths, but the rock wraiths held their own very well. They were often able to take down multiple darkspawn at a time, whereas the darkspawn seemed hard bent to be able to destroy even one.<br/><br/>"Undoubtedly," Mesaraih said with a grin. "Those things hit like real monsters. And the darkspawn aren't smart enough to deal with the size difference."<br/><br/>He heard a sound in the distance, an echo along the lava river that sounded like great gusts of wind. It was soft at first, but picked up more and more volume very quickly. And then it screamed before he saw it, a shrill, piercing cry that shook the whole cavern. A great purple dragon flew through the gaping hole where the lava river ran through, crashing heavily onto the battleground. The darkspawn circled around it and swarmed onto the rock wraiths not engaged by the dragon, who had started swiping at them with its claws and breathing purple flames onto it.<br/><br/>Mesaraih gaped, the dagger with half eaten food pointed right at his open mouth. "Tell me this doesn't count," he finally said, regaining his wits about him enough to be able to speak again.