A bloody great dragon, that's what type. Fire demon, I suppose is the technical term. [ A hand comes to his throat instinctively. He can still remember how it felt for his body to breathe fire. It wasn't pleasant. ]

Well, I didn't know it was going to turn out like this, did I? We had a deal, originally - I would collect some talismans for him, and he would provide me with the lost treasure of Qin Shi Huang. [ If Raikov is at all familiar with Chinese, he'll notice just how badly that name is being mangled in the pronunciation. ] That worked out well, as you've no doubt gathered.