Dragons. The strongest creatures in the land.
It didn't matter if you were a human, elf, demon or whatever. A dragon was a dragon and you didn't mess with it. And Al knew that all too well. Which was precisely why- "We need to get off this rock," he said.
"Yes," Sabes agreed.
Joel too.
And the old men just led them right around the thing. He was the one who brought them here and he was also the one guiding them out of it.
"I'm never trusting that geezer's danger senses again," Al said.
"Me neither," Joel quirked.
"Quit your yapping and let's go. Thing sleeps for like days on end. We'll be fine… probably."