You pointed your sword at him. His calm stance and refusal to draw his own weapon clearly told you that he must have a plan B.

"Your group has had some impressive victories lately, but that ends.. now."

With an easy to overlook wave of his hand, a distant boom sounded, throwing some kind of barrel over you. The barrel exploded, and you quickly identified the powder that rained down as blue oleander, as your dragon was almost immediately scared off by it.

"Just...you. And me."

He said, his tone both cold and confident as he finally drew his sword to challenge you to a fight.