He fights back the instinctive need to flinch, but the blade flares blood-red again for a moment.

"I see. My apologies, but I have.... poor history, with dragons."

It helps a little that now the initial battle-flare-rage-fury-fear has settled some that Runyu looks little like any of the dragons he is familiar with.

(But old caution warns that the Enemy was clever, and who knows what he left sleeping in the dark places of the world?)

"I've been called many things, over the years, but most here know me as Maglor."

(Dangerous, to give his name, but Runyu had saved him, and deserves at least some courtesy)