Ducard had heard mention of the Brimstone Burger Cartel, and that the Cartel man wanted the dragon alive. By that logic alone, slaying the dragon was the preferable option. Even if Lilith reaped benefit from its death, it would be safer (though only minutely) for a member of the same organization to benefit than their rivals, who would profit from it being alive. There wasn't much time to think, so that simple logic would be all that the Oligarch could rely on.<br/><br/>Without summoning a demon, something he no longer had the time for, Ducard would have to engage the creature himself. And the first thing that would be necessary for that would be to have both his legs fully functional. Thus, he hesitated for only a moment, flexing the muscles in his leg before there was a loud snapping sound from the wood that caused the limp. Mere moments later, and he was sprinting forward, far faster than a normal man, and easily outstripped Valentine. Valentine was fast for a man in armour, but Ducard was faster than any human in their prime could be.<br/><br/>The staff, wielded with smooth finesse, was held behind his back as he sprinted towards the dragon, quickly planning how to engage the beast.<br/><br/>(I'd consider the dragon your character, Ramael, so by all means.)