He nearly sighed in relief as the sphinxes joined the battle, and began pressing the dragon backwards, toward the inn. Meridia had to be nearby, and he hoped she would be willing to slam headlong into the little bastard. Hunting him down later would be a nightmare, better to finish it now. He slipped the shield back out, and danced the tip of his longsword back and forth like the head of a viper, before feinting a jab at its face. He then skipped forward, getting in close, and tried to shield bash the creature in the face, hopefully startling it enough that he could get a good hack in.