[X] [BATTLE] Rend their armor to shreds. Cleave their halberd out of their hands. Use their own weapon against them, and use their own weight as the hammer against which you shall pound them into the dirt. Your Grandmomma warned you about Lawbringers… and you were certainly going to heed them.
[X] [BATTLE] Blast them with starfire. Armor and wargear wouldn't do them any good when they're now molten metal frying off their scales and skin. It would be an agonizing way to die… but they certainly deserve it, for the annoyance that they've inflicted on you so far.
[X] [BATTLE] Reforge the sapient blade in your mouth. ('No.') A little bit of starfire, deposits of metal, the sheer heat… ('Please no.') Well, you could certainly pull out a halberd like the one that the other dragon had, but its durability would be more than suspect ('I'll do anything, just please don't subject me to this.'). But at least you'll have an actual weapon.