Amanda huffed. "Believe me, only a few. Their hide is thicker than anything I've seen before. Only issue is that it weighs far too much for conventional use. They can soak up bullets and the like, so its far easier to trap them instead of kill. Although, dragons? That is something I may want to tame. A Grtunts is impossible, its too primal, too much rage. I lost my brother to one when I was young, and even we where skilled when it came to those things." The soldier shrugged then. "We have others as well, the Fenris hounds of the North, massive, dog like beasts that we turned into companions. Their teeth and jaws are unmatched, loyal and faithful things. Usually they are sent in with groups, a lot of the time with scouts." Reaching forward, Amanda sipped from a bottle again, glancing over at Bella as she set it back down. Then she ate a bit, and spoke again. "But enough on that topic, what else would you want to talk on?"