The red dragon smiled, and then slammed Flintstriker's head against the ground. "If he had simply made the time to answer a few questions, he would have been left with you until the Dragon Council found him. Now he has no time."<br/><br/>He looked back over at the females, and then roared in draconic. "Make you way back, I am teleporting to the Council meeting place."<br/><br/>He then cast teleport, imagining the Council Circle, where they had held his 'trial', and teleported out, not having time to reclaim the females. But the Chimeric appeared tough, and could hold her own in a fight, unlike the gold coward that had fled rather than stay and help. Once in the Council Circle, he slammed Flintstriker against the nearest convenient surface, before looking around to see if anyone was around.