As the fireball exploded, Arkain had grabbed hold of Flix and pulled her along. “Can you run some?" he’d asked; she’d replied “I’m a fox, what do you think?” As they froze, pressed to the wall, her heart was beating fast and she watched Arkain watch the dragon, eyeing him up and down. ‘I fancy some of that’ she thought to herself, then she caught a glimpse of Ben dangling from the dragon’s claw which made her draw breath. She shivered and gripped Arkain’s hand tightly. The heavy footsteps receded. “Oh, that poor guy.. What do you..?” she didn’t complete the sentence, her mind providing wild, awful answers. “Yes, let’s find somewhere safer, together”