Zack took just a moment to relax after his work, watching the dragon rear on its, literally, last feet. Zack needed to get up there to its neck, but how the hell was he going to jump that high when he had no High Jump?

But Reno grabbed his attention and he knew that not only was it important to get to the throat, but to knock the dragon over. Of course, then it became the question of how to do that. To topple a leaning structure, it was easiest to strike at the weak bottom.

Or, if the foundation were weak, knock over the top with force.

Zack stared at the dragon and its thicker hind legs. It was never easy. Quickly, Zack pulled out a couple potions and doused his sword, the liquid destroying the blood that still resided there with a hissing noise. He took a deep breath, and sloshed as quickly as he could through the muck, sword held tightly.

Once he was close enough, Zack jumped as high as he humanly could and aimed his sword at the dragon's chest, the tip of the blade stabbing into the flesh. The potion began to eat away at the flesh there and Zack knew that he had to act quickly before all of the skin disappeared.

But that gave him another idea. If he could get up to the throat and douse that with a potion, that might just do the job. He fished out another bottle with one hand and stuck it in his mouth before fisting his hands into the dragon. It would be hard, but he had to climb up the damn thing.