Mark chuckled alittle as Eric was in surprise that his rounds where fake...but then realized that he could shoot him now but then remembered that no matter how powerful the bullet in range, his scales would protect him. Then a scent caught him and sent him into a mini rage...the scent was intoxicating yet he could sense the danger..."what a female dragon...here?" Being a half breed, he could detect other dragons, especially if female from miles away...<br/>"Scicle, hey, lets leave now...like right now...warn your team if necessary but i just got a wiff of something...big, and much more powerful than that wolf...and i believe there are more, Kirche, take Eric and get out...or would eric feel more confortable with someone he knew? like me?"<br/>In the first time of Mark's life, he was afraid, this presence came out of no where and he could sense others but could not tell what they were or where they were...<br/>"there are more actually...i have no idea what they look like but they are worse than that wolf...much worse"<br/>Mark reclaimed his other .45 and went to a closet in his room, he withdrew binoculars and a 4 foot long, half foot sword, and antique yet very sharp and deadly, he held out the blade in the flickering light and saw the designs on it...he then stapped it around his back.<br/>"time to get out of here..."