Damien didn't even see the first fireball that roared up at him.  He was focusing his attention on his goal, a patch of contested ground to one side of the line of battle, where the dark forces were losing ground, so he wasn't looking anywhere near the spot behind enemy lines where the barrage of fire originated.  He heard it, but by the time he realized what had happened he'd been struck.  He slipped sideways in the air, fire streaming off his scales, and managed to avoid the rest of the blasts.  He was tough, and the one blast which had struck home, that might have killed a non-dragon-kin didn't kill him, but he was hurt all the same.<br/><br/>He let out a roar of pain and anger and, still acting purely on instinct wheeled in the air and breathed out a stream of fire in the rough direction the blasts had come from.