Zack nodded quickly to Cissnei as he ran in toward the creature's leg. If she was upset for whatever reason, she'd have to wait until this was all over for him to make up for it. Whatever that meant.

He saw the leg sinking into the ground and dove for it, his hands catching the hilt of the Buster sword. He yanked and dislodged the steel, naturally angering the dragon, but he gritted his teeth and swung again, slicing through the bone and rotting flesh.

One foot down.

Of course, this only made the dragon even more mad, so he dove out of the way, a little slower this time due to the energy he had just exerted, and warned the others when he got back up.

"Move away! He's pissed now!"