Brian was unnaturally serene on the situation and asked, "And should we run... because?"
"The angry mob?" said Mike in a sarcastic tone.
"Said the 9 foot tall centaur to the elf, drow and the thrice as big firebreathing dragon." said Brian.
"You want me to cook them?" asked Joe.
"I mean you could, or we could scare them." said Brian.
"Guys they are still coming." said Christine.
"Yes, I like the plan. Don't think they'll become any more friendly, but let's do it." said Joe spreading his wings and adopting a menacing posture, he prepared to land a terrified roar, but a deflated cough was what came instead... he then started to shrink rapidly, his stature literally evaporating into smoke, he became more human-like by the second, his tail retracting, his horns becoming stubs, his wings getting smaller and his nuzzle flattening into a human face, soon he was no more a 30 feet dragon but a 7'10'' naked humanoid, with scaly skin, large hands and feet, with retractable claws, sharp teeth. He still felt stronger than his human self, but not nearly as the dragon he just was. "What happened to me?"
"Oh crap, you weren't a dragon, you were a draconian. That's supposed to be your special ability. Now what do we do?"