The Doctor gets a glance from the corner of his eye, not wanting to fully take his attention off the Hunter he's fully planning to beat the stuffing out of. Sync doesn't recognise the man, but he does recognise what he's doing, and it makes him smirk a little. Ironic that it was so true.
The Hunter eyes the Doctor, then Sync, before snorting in disbelief. "I've fought more dangerous than a half-pint like him. One cocky kid isn't going to hurt me." He moves a little closer, sneering.
Sync doesn't really reply to the words, because he really doesn't care for the quip at his height. He may only be 5'3", but he was confident in his skills. The only thing he does do is lift a hand to his shoulder and coax his dragon onto it, putting her on the ground. Gale chitters her dislike of the whole situation, and skitters over to where the Doctor is. "Last chance. Take it back," the teen comments once he's sure Gale is out of harm's way.
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The Hunter eyes the Doctor, then Sync, before snorting in disbelief. "I've fought more dangerous than a half-pint like him. One cocky kid isn't going to hurt me." He moves a little closer, sneering.
Sync doesn't really reply to the words, because he really doesn't care for the quip at his height. He may only be 5'3", but he was confident in his skills. The only thing he does do is lift a hand to his shoulder and coax his dragon onto it, putting her on the ground. Gale chitters her dislike of the whole situation, and skitters over to where the Doctor is. "Last chance. Take it back," the teen comments once he's sure Gale is out of harm's way.