[Well... it's sort of a sleeping dragon. It does have a recognizable head and body, but every time he tries to add details the sand just crumbles away, forcing him to rebuild.
Rolling his eyes.]
Anything you or my brother could keep up with in short-range combat could toss me through a wall.
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Rolling his eyes.]
Anything you or my brother could keep up with in short-range combat could toss me through a wall.
[He knows this from experience.]