The two dragonlings stared at Ackster with shock and fear. Ackster could also see them looking at him and each other with regret before exchanging a look and taking up defensive positions, clearly assuming he would be hostile. They wouldn't be wrong.
Ackster only needed their magic, not their willing cooperation. Getting someone to fight for their life would also make it easier to get them to go all out and unleash the full power of their magic on him.
Ackster walked toward the spear wielder with calm steps. The spear-wielding dragonling didn't use magic. There was no need for him.
However, Ackster didn't do a good job of concealing his murderous intent with a generous smile. So, the mage tossed a fireball at his feet before shouting something that Ackster guessed was an apology and a wish for him to stay away.
