[SierraHigh]

There was so much going on that it was hard for Aloysius to focus on any one thing. Felicrox was fighting with the elder beta, and the soldiers around them were fighting off other illusions that made Aloysius' skin crawl just seeing them. Briefly, Aloysius wondered if he should fall back and release some of his fellow snow dragons. He wasn't so sure that they would come here to help - in fact, knowing them, they'd probably flee before they helped, wanting to avoid violence as much as they could - and he wasn't about to find himself in more trouble for letting them go. At the same time, this would be the perfect time for an escape. All the fire dragons seemed to be distracted, and those who weren't here fighting were being rounded up and taken to safety which left Aloysius and his kind an opening to run if they so wished, but... Aloysius couldn't find it in him to abandon the fire dragon clan. Both sides had lost members of their clan, and all over a stupid entity who appeared to want nothing more than to simply incite some trouble.

Standing in the middle of chaos, mind racing to figure out what to do, Aloysius was unaware of the figure rushing towards him, only pulled from his slight trance when he was slammed onto his back against the cold floor under him. Wings spread in a panic, Aloysius' eyes widened as he was able to get a good look at the figure; it was some kind of fire dragon body, clearly possessed by whatever dark energy was around. Before he could think too much on it, Aloysius tumbled with the dragon across the floor, hissing in pain as the thing raked its razor sharp claws into his side. Omegas were small, purposefully made not to fight, so it was no surprise when Aloysius found it difficult to get an upper hand on the larger fire dragon. If it hadn't been for another soldier, another fire dragon that Aloysius would probably be eternally in debt to, he probably would've been sliced up right on the spot. The soldier rammed into the possessed fire dragon on top of him and Aloysius quickly scrambled to his feet, wincing at the claw lacerations that had spliced open his sides. Red marked his snow white scales, but despite how bad the wound was, Aloysius knew it would heal fast. He just had to get to somewhere safe first.

Aloysius made his way around the other fighting figures, skirting in and out between the dragons and finding a place in the corner holed up to himself. He sat awkwardly on his side, maw curling into a frown as he took in the gashes on his side. Those were going to be a pain to deal with...