Being a fire dragon, he stepped forward and flipped his wings open on the other side of the door, completely taking the hit himself and snorting as the dragon blood absorbed it. He kicked the door shut behind him, and yelled back. "Kiddies be quiet, Mommy and Daddy are talking!"<br/><br/>He turned back, and looked at the lich, before reclining onto the floor, and waggling a paw at him. "You behave, and I won't obliterate you just yet. I want to know why you are working with this red hand group and why the hells you are using a source of pure, undistilled magic."<br/><br/>He heard the others open the door behind him, and he tossed back over his shoulder, "Everyone, just calm down, and relax a moment, we can go back to fighting to the death in a minute. Though if the lich twitches in a way I don't like..."<br/><br/>He had a dispel magic readied, and he would drop it right onto the lich the moment he tried another spell and then retaliate with a blast of dragon fire.