Samuel did as asked, clipping off pieces of material until he seemed to have enough and slipping them into a pouch. "That should do it..." he said, stepping back. Looking up toward the dragoness, the assassin said, "I think that should do it. I think you...can..."
Samuel stopped speaking for a moment, peering over his shoulder. "You know, you guys aren't as sneaky as you thing you are." The demonic arm seemed to quiver as the abomination shifted to face the woods. "You might as well come out of hiding."
Around half a dozen goons crept out of the tree line into the light. They were all armed with clubs and swords. One well dressed man in a robe carrying a two handed saber seemed to be the leader. He addressed the crafter. "Sorry to show up uninvited," he said in the cocky tone of a man who thought he had answers. "I had heard there was a dragon in town and I just had to see it with my own eyes."
"You mean you thought you might be able to capture a shapeshifting dragon in a weaker form. Sell her into slavery for parts." They were not questions, but rather clarifications for Alleaya's benefit. "Maybe catch me off guard so I wouldn't interfere?"
The lead thug clicked his tongue, clearly annoyed at being called out. "Tell you what, you help us catch this beasty, we'll cut you in on the-"
"Sale, yeah," Samuel interrupted, pleased as he saw the leader start to turn red. Too easy. "Here's the thing. You guys are clearly amateurs. You come here hoping to catch a dragon-slash-human alive with clubs and swords. Your plan 'B' is to deal with a man you originally intended to kill. What's plan C; six morons versus a fire breathing dragon?"
"I noticed you didn't include yourself in that equation," the leader said. So he was not a total fool. The boss came closer, continuing. "Seems a waste to die over such a small thing as some lizard. I've seen your handiwork. With you, we could capture it and make a killing at auction. What d'you say?" He offered Samuel a hand, thinking he had the assassin.
Samuel glanced sadly back at the dragon, wondering how she would react to his decision. Clasping his forearm and shaking it. Hook, line and sinker. The demon twisted, moving up with the other man's arm. There was sound akin to branches under food as his elbow snapped the wrong direction..."Oops." Turn to Alleaya, the assassin asked, "You think that's all the warning they'll need?" He firgure he knew the girl's answer but really, he was just giving the others a chance to run.