Anger rose in him as well, a bitter laugh escaping. "They have brainwashed you well, havent they? We dont hate humans. We never killed your people. An old clan that is probably long gone now killed the Elders of your people long ago. Your people had the ability to kill dragons, where so many could not, so your people decided to blame us for that murder. They told their children the lie you now know, and trained them as killers and sent them off in the world to murder the ones who had been their friends and family for generations. They manipulated their children into believing a lie, and congratulations, its worked miracles. Give it a few more years, and you will be the cause of the extinction of my people." He raised his arms by his side. "And look at me, a worn down, beaten dragon under the nose of your friendly neighborhood dragon hunter. I'll be part of that extinction, Allira, one way or another, and it'll probably be sooner rather than later." He let his hands drop, and with them, some of the heat fell from his voice. "So just leave me here or something, and I'll figure something out. If you're found here with me by another hunter, they'll hurt you too and," he shook his head, "its ridiculous, and stupid, but I dont want you to be hurt."