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The dragon reared, letting loose a gout of ice to Drelvas. The battlemage simply raised a hand, and cast a Ward, absorbing the winged beast's magic to no ill effect. "I am not impressed," he said, before finishing the dragon off, slicing into it's jaw with Dawnbreaker. "Try harder next time," Drelvas stated simply, before walking away a few steps, and stopped to smirk. "Oh wait... There won't BE a next time for you, will there?" he asked as he began to absorb the beast's soul.