[Hvitserk slowed to a stop, catching his breath, almost inching back in the direction of the 'dragon' now that they were definitely clear of it. He frowned a little, making a face.]

But... What if it does not stay in here? Or... [He's wracking his brain trying to think of something that might convince his brother to decide to fight this thing with him.] What if other people run into it?

Come on, Ubbe. It can't breathe fire in two directions at once! [Or, at least, he doesn't think it can.]