The world spun as he regained his footing slowly, taking in a deep breath. He felt like he had just woken up again from another long millienium sleep, his joints stiff and muscles aching. His claws found the steady obsidian wall of the castle and he leaned against it as he began to recover his senses. It didn't take him long to register someone else by him mirroring his heavy breathing. It took even less time for him to pin the hydra against the wall, claws pressed against Blizzard's throat. Growling angrily at the irritated hydra, least until the loud cryof help had him speeding towards the sound, leaving Blizzard to grumble and clutch at the healing wounds, injuries she had sustained and maintained the whole time she had been trapped. They burnt painfully, making her grit her teeth while she fumbled in the elegant flowing tresses of her gown for one of the sweet treats she always hid for herself. Knawing on the bitter almond cookie, she sighed and straightened her hair, not wanting to hear Noire start berating her for her unkept appearance. Lets see how the vain hydra looked after being trapped in a rock for near a whole day. Who ever said diamonds were a girl's best friend? Angrily, she lifted her dress and kicked at one of the dull shards than hurriedly withdrew her foot in fear that it would start growing onto her again. It was an experience she didn't want to repeat. Backing up against a wall, she tried to form a path avoiding the hundreds of minute shards scattered across the floor from their broken prisons. Luckily for her, she could avoid the shards completely. The wall behind her giving way, causing her to fall backwards with a cookie muffled shriek. The maze of walls slowly sinking down into the floor, leaving the basement completely empty. She leapt up and started to limp towards the exit, never looking behind her. ----- It wasn't a hydra, that was all he knew. Adrenaline rushing through his veins as he blazed through the maze, seeking the source of distress. There was little time to actually question anything and the years only dampened his hot headedness and fire a little. Whoever this was, he would help and then he would Sanare and the others. God, he hoped that they were alright. Skidding to a stop as he dashed around a corner, he nearly crashed into the boy, cowering in the corner. Before he could open his mouth to demand who he was, the ground shook, throwing him off balance as the maze walks came down, revealing the great dead tree at its center and a horrified Terra rushing into the basement. Following her was a dishevelled set of dragons, shaking and holding tightly onto one another as they came into the scene, "Sanare!" He called out to them, turning away from the boy. Relief flooding overhim to see they were okay. Obviously shaken and in need of rest, but whole and unharmed. Grateful to somehow find themselves part ofthis new mess. The walls revealed more than his fellow elders safe, but majority of the hydras gathered in the centre. Blizzard having limped over to them. He turned and glanced at the boy, baring his teeth at the newest intruder, "I pray you can fight. Stick close to me all the same." He growled as he dashed over to his group, facing opposite of the hydras. All of them here except- A howl echoed loudly through the castle and like a speeding bullet, down the metal dragon came barrelling down the staircase. Roaring angrily as he tried to run past them. Luckily, Regnum was quick to throw himself forward and grab hold of the dragon, dragging him down with the help of the rest of the elders. Snarling and struggling against his own, he threw kicks and punches at them, shouting at the hydras, "What the fuck did you do with my brother you sick FUCKS?! WHERE IS HE?!" He had searched the whole castle, the place easier to navigate when the castle was complying and the stairs tirec of taunting. He had near broken down the doors of the library in desperation, finding no sign of that smug bastard. The books arranged neatly on the shelves, mockingly well arranged unlike the messy madness method that Anemoli arranged his books. A fire roaring within the fireplace, but the study chair was cold and pushed in neatly to the desk. When the first place his brother was sure to be tuned up nothing, he had begun to panick. Resorting to spreading his wings and risking collision as he literally flew through the castle from top to bottom. Ripping open all manners of doors. Finding each room in an eerily pristine condition as if nothing, not even dust, and no one had ever set foot in the place, but that couldn't be right? Hydras lived here, he had been led through the castle by one and he couldn't recall it being so cold. Exactly like his brother, but he found not a trace of him or any other. That's when he snapped. Somewhere in his struggles, he pulled out his gun and began to fire haphazardly, near hitting Terra and almost clipping Regnum's shoulder. The fiery dragon growled. This was madness! Holding down their own. ------ Without hesitation, Leo scooped up Sleipnir who had frozen in shock. As he dashed back towards the castle, spreading his wings to gain air, flying up high before he began a steady downward descent. Speeding back towards the castle faster that he run away from it. Sleipnir could only clutch on tight to his scales and squeeze his eyes shut as the wind rushed through and blew back his hair. Biting his skin. They landed right outside the castle door, Leo holding them tightly as he charged forward, kicking down the door and skidding, right inbetween the two groups. He froze, feeling all eyes on him, the hydras confused and the dragon's.....equally confused, "Uh...." He opened hus mouth, but found nothing to stay, letting his jaw hang stupidly. Sleipnir was quick to push out of his arms and run barefoot across the floor, tears streaming from his eyes as he ran blindly forward, crying "Daddy!!!"