(If no one objects, I'm coming back in. Oh and sorry to ED whom I've been bugging for a week or two.)<br/><br/>In the darkness, behind the fray, another figure appeared to melt out of the darkness. A half dragon with blood red scales and a spine caught on fire made his way from another part of the darkness. He wore an angry expression as he made his way over to the group fighting.<br/><br/>He grabbed the arm of the fake Valarinth stepped on the leg of the nightmare, and then yanked the arm over his shoulder. The fake Valarinth's arm popped out its socket as the bone broke loudly. With a release and a swift kick, the red half dragon put the evil Valarinth on the ground and leaned closely enough that he could whisper into his ear.<br/><br/>"You should've run," his grizzly advice coming too late for his foe.<br/><br/>The evil Valarinth stirred under his foot. The red half dragon was thrown off and hurled aside by a massive blast and sent head long into a wall where he was knocked unconcious.