The beast was already pushing itself up and at the dark imp again, claws at the ready. With brute force and merciless determination, it drove it's talons again and again repeatedly into the stone, not caring where it aimed as long as it got it's opponent.
Kree was shrouded in dust, barely avoiding the onslaught. Only his eyes gave away his position beneath the monster and, with a few mutterings of a spell flowing from his lips, he drove his own tiny claws into the dragon's supporting arm. It howled and drew back, the said limb now completely useless and hanging at it's side. Kree grinned and followed after the dragon, making sure to give the beast no time to recover.
Seeing this, the Hollowheart shot it's neck out just as the imp came within reach...
SNAP! And the imp was gone...