Nightmare crashes into the ground beneath the dragon, but his armor crumples like the empty tin can it was, offering the dragon no relief from the impact of her own fall.  There is a terrible rending noise, and shards of metal go flying from beneath the crashing dragon. Even though he wasn't made of 'normal' metal, it wasn't particularly indestructible. However, before the dragon's eyes, the pieces spun and skipped across the ground, the various pieces of the armor collected by the black smoke and reformed into one, standing before the downed dragon.  He leveled the smoke sword at the dragon once again.<br/><br/>In his deep gravel filed voice he spoke his first words of the engagement, "If you know Jeffery, then you know he doesn't take kindly to destructive guests. State your business, or we can continue. You will tire before me." It wasn't a threat as much as it was a warning. I wouldn't mind fighting the large beast for the duration of the day, possibly even the week, but he assumed she had better things to do, and truth be told, he preferred producing a bit more blood from his opponents.