Dodges fire breath

The roar was followed by a gout of white-hot flame, shooting straight out of his gullet. I dodged to the side of it, felt the sizzling heat of its passing, and the moment my feet touched back on the ground, I was off again, dashing towards Lung.

But Lung was not willing to let me get in close, anymore. He twisted out of my direct path, and his tail lashed out like a whip for my legs, intent on tripping me or distracting me, it didn’t matter which. I leapt over it as easily as playing jump-rope, but my momentum carried me another five, ten, fifteen, twenty feet, and as I tried to stomp down to turn around, the road beneath me stretched and bunched up like hot taffy.