[Flayme]

Demus was rigid, and seething mad as he watched Devin struggle to get up. His gaze darted from Lago, to Devin and back again. "You fucking touch one scale on him, and-" Demus was suddenly cut off as his attention was caught by Lago again, who was swaying. "Lago? God- No!" As his mate fell Demus bristled, back arched like a cat. "You!-" He didn't have time to finish speaking or to even think before he lunged at Devin. There was no way in hell that the man was going to put one finger on Lago, or their kits, not if he could help it.

With snap of his head and a sickening crunch Demus was suddenly latched onto Devin. Razor teeth sunk directly into the man's shoulder, the opposite of the one previously injured. Demus had meant for a quick, sharp bite, but he found that once he had Devin in his jaws, he wasn't keen to be letting go anytime soon. This bastard had ruined everything. He'd hurt Lago on two separate occasions now, and he was now actually threatening to kill, not only Lago, but the kits, and who knew who else.

"Holy shit!" There was a disembodied voice of yet another handler, and then several more darts. "He's got Devin! Get him off!"

Demus was starting to become delirious with the drugs that were being shot at him, but still didn't seem to let go. He simply shook Devin vigorously a couple times and then blacked, similarly to Ky and Lago before him.

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"Ah! You little bitch!" Ben shot backwards after Ceral bit him. "That hurt!!" His arm seemed to be immediately throbbing. "You come here you little bastard!" Ben struggled to reach for his dragon prod which he had ended up dropping a couple feet away when Ceral had bit him. He wanted it held it up and ready to stun the purple dragon that had just attacked him. "You'll fucking regret that!" The man was so infuriated with what had happened to him, he barely noticed Devin or Demus. He was oblivious to Lago, and Ky. He just knew he was pinned down, and not happy about it. "Somebody help! Shit!"

"I'll get him!" Another man in one of the familiar red uniforms began to rush at Ben and Ceral, ready to smack the cave dragon off.

Nym watched in utter horror until the last moment, when he finally lunged forward and snapped at the approaching handler, catching him only just barely by the leg. It wasn't a particularly hard bite, but it was enough to draw blood.

"God!" The unnamed man immediately hit the ground and twisted around to kick Nym square in the muzzle in an attempt to force him to let go. "Hell, these beasts have all gone insane!"