Ashendar stopped and looked at Arren.  He smiled as he let go of her and started walking back toward the dragon.  "Good idea.  Consider it done." and he hefted the battleaxe off his shoulders and pulled it back behind him with both arms ready to swing at the dragon's neck.  He figured that if it was dead, it wouldn't mind.  Plus, she was right.  Why not parade it around for Tempus's honor.  Arren rightly impressed him with both her combat ability and her quick ideas both impressed him and aroused him.  "You'll make my most wonderful offering to Tempus yet." he said to her as he gave her a wink before bringing the axe down with all his strength.