I believe dragons live in hills. You may want to consider the oceans instead, but I'd recommend just taking them down. [ Kojirou points out most helpfully as Peacock runs past him, a most amused expression on his face. Honestly, lady, there are better things to do than simply running away.

He can afford to be calm: The fireball's not coming for him, and he's staying safely out of the immediate range of the dragon breath - for now at least. Of course, he'd be calm anyway, but that's another matter altogether. ]

Besides, you've left your weapon behind. Shouldn't you go retrieve it before leaving, at least?

[ He draws his Knight's flag from its resting place on his back, planting it into the ground with a nice slam, the ice from the hailstorm turning into a makeshift barrier against the flames as he finally steps forward. ]

No matter, I'll get it back for you. Just try not to die.