The dragon's terrible roar is deafening. Kain leaps away. A chill fills the air from the ice attack, and the dragon lunges toward its opponents in rage, opening its massive jaws and ready to strike.

Kain is light on his feet as he scrambles away, the dragon's teeth snapping together just behind him as he barely evades. Lance spinning in hand, he uses it to unleash his Cyclone attack, a burst of swirling winds rushing in at the creature. Then, he's back to the air, not letting himself stay in any one position too long. He's aiming more toward the back coming down this time, though now he's got to deal with that thrashing tail... and those claws...