[Hills]

"Sss..." Gordon should really consider shooting first and talking later. His little quip about other ways serves as an excellent tell for the creature that he's about to be attacked.

Unsure of what to expect, the creature simply dives to one side, which thankfully serves as a suitable means of dodging the grapple gun. The creature rises, turning to face Gordon. "I ssaid I wass leaving now. I am done with you, dragon.

The black fire spreads out once more, the light rapidly fading...

"I ssaid at the beginning that I would not kill you. I do not dessire that. I jusst wanted to put you in your place. You sshould leave now, and get thosse woundss sseen too. A dragon that cannot fly iss ass good ass dead."