Ash kept going to Myra for buckets, and kept smothering stuff with sand. Myra also did a little work, filling buckets and spraying sand at fire.

After a while, it began to die down.

There was also a small mound of sand that entirely surrounded the area.

Finally, after about 30 minutes, the fire was out.

Ash landed, tired. *whoo! Sorry about that, Darius.*

Myra just fell down, exhausted.

Darius
"Just be careful," Darius said, his wing shoulders shaking somewhat.

Ash nodded. *so, how did we do?*

Darius
"Myra, you did well, but try something less theatrical. wrapping your arm around their throat ans thrusting the knife through the chest will be safer and more stealthy. Ash, you also did well, but, remember, you have four limbs with claws, a mouth of daggers, and a spiky tail. Use them. And only use the fire-breathing to blind your enemies," Darius said, before settling into a ready stance, and saying, "Ash, be ready! This will be to first blood is drawn."

Ash drew his axe and nodded. *reay.*

Darius
Darius lunged, swiping at Ash's armpit with his free hand, the sword held up ready to parry the axe
(The armpit is an area with very thin scales.).

(Ok)

Ash jumped back, and swung his tail at Darius, trying to stop him from doing that.

Darius
Darius saw it coming, and blocked with his hard forearm, then brought a foot up into the fork of Ash's legs, hard.