"Or a manikin," Kain mumbles under his breath, unable to resist the thought of his old least favorite enemies being shoved under there. "Too bad though, the red templars certainly deserve it." He's hated and been disturbed by their nature since the first moment he'd seen them. It feels good to have a new enemy to shift that loathing onto.

He grabs his side of the saw to help carry it over. "A dragon enhanced by demonic powers... can it possibly get any worse. Still, I don't plan to underestimate it. Dragons on the whole never should be." Even ones that are more than what he's used to dealing with.