[He moves as instructed, and doesn't move otherwise. There's a brief spike of panic, but he forces it down, his tail curling around his side in a self-soothing gesture. It's fine, he's fine. This is fine.]
[He hisses as the flame passes over him, a hand instinctively moving towards his weapon before it stills. It's not the other guy's fault, he's probably immune... It doesn't matter. It hurts and it's probably burnt off some hair, but it's fine. He's faced dragon fire and nightmarish misery in battle... this is fine.]
[The creature doesn't do anything except clutch Nara'a's back tighter, and he sways for a moment. He feels a little more tired all of a sudden... he's not sure why. He shakes it off, ears flicking in annoyance as he resumes a ready stance.]
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[He hisses as the flame passes over him, a hand instinctively moving towards his weapon before it stills. It's not the other guy's fault, he's probably immune... It doesn't matter. It hurts and it's probably burnt off some hair, but it's fine. He's faced dragon fire and nightmarish misery in battle... this is fine.]
[The creature doesn't do anything except clutch Nara'a's back tighter, and he sways for a moment. He feels a little more tired all of a sudden... he's not sure why. He shakes it off, ears flicking in annoyance as he resumes a ready stance.]
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