The Great Red Dragon on the Field of Honor!

"Ni hao, Red." Dave returned the pony-tailed warrior's greeting, slowly increasing the distance between them.

"I am grinding. I see your Kill Order. To allow 10,000 gold to walk away is impossible. No good. Will lose face with guild."

Dave shook his head, "Well, I'm not going to just give it up. You'll have to come and get it, big boy."

Dave turned and ran all out, hoping to lose the red-headed berserker in the forest. The Blood Rager smiled and gave chase.

The forest was a high-level area, if Dave ran into a mob, the berserker would catch up. But by the same token, if the berserker was attacked by a monster he would have to fight, giving Dave a chance to get away.

Dave was hoping for the second scenario of course, fighting the berserker was not an option. He will end up losing an equipemnt upon death. And without the legion to resupply him, losing a piece of his armor set would be devastating.

"You can not run from me!" The berserker shouted.