*He picks himself up off the ground, coughing from the impact. He stumbles to his feet and glances back before running again. Heart pounding as he hears, and feels, the blue dragon starting to chase after him and the group. Visable he's got a cut on his left arm from some shrapnel in the blast, and the rest of his body is a dirty yellow, instead of the normal white. Lowering himself closer to the ground, he starts to run on all fours, something he only resorts too in a time of desperation.*<br/>We gotta hide somewhere! We can't keep running like this!<br/>*He says, between pants.*