Reaper could tell that the dragon was fully intending to kill him, and that was exciting. It had been a long time since he had felt the thrill of someone or something willing to actually put in the effort to kill him.

As the laser rained down, he dissolved into smoke and moved around the area, even going so far as to slip under the shadow of the dragon itself in case he had to reform early if the attack went a longer time than he could risk being in this form. If he stayed like this, the higher the risk of losing himself.

Suddenly, he pulled himself back together, noting the damage to the area. It was beautiful. "Are you going to let this mindless beast control you, boy? Put your heart into it."