Ferrum listened quietly, trying his best not to say anything. He didn't want to risk 'running his mouth' as Anemoli had always so famously put it. However as the younger looking hydra began to speak of her predictions, he glared at her and unable to help himself, piped up, "That's bull crap! I would never now to any human, let alone act like some sappy spineless dog to one!" He growled, finding it hard to ever picture himself in such a situation. Charon on the other hand, well he had yet to see the hydra grow a spine out of the bedroom. He wasn't exactly the time to shy away from obedience to escape a situation. The dragon could imagine him on his knees for another human and he imagined so could those who knew him. 

 Leo couldn't help but agree with the dragon's protest. There was absolutely no way he and Forte were gonna..mutilate their own kind. They had been labeled sick and evil before, but even the age old rumors didn't stretch that far, "December, there is no way that could ever happen. Are you sure you're seeing our future? You did hit your head an awful lot." He muttered softly, unable to imagine something as simple as man made restraints could even hold down the hydra of wrath. Let alone allow them to get close enough to even do anything. Blizzard still shot him a dirty look as he questioned December's abilities. It was often unwise to question what she saw even if it only was one of the many possible scenarios that could happen based on their action and decision. Leo just couldn't ever see it happening though, glancing wearily at the exhausted Beezlebub who had yet to interject anything. All the same, he tightened his grip around Skylark's waist and pulled the young dragon closer to him.

 Sanare pulled the sobbing sibling over to her as she managed to disentangle herself from the group and find soliditarity in the walls that still, amazingly, stop sturdy around them. Listening in horror to the hydra's terrifying predictions. She clasped her hands over Sleipnir's ears, but already it had been too late to stop the little half long from hearing what sort of grim fate awaited most of them. His entire body tensing up rigid when December looked at him, sharing the same fear of his brother's. He resolved to remain strong though, despite how badly he trembled in Sanare's grasp. Finally losing it when the oracle, herself, broke down in tears. The little dragon sobbed uncontrollably, bawling as he cried out, "This is all Fuck!" For even the hydra could not see where their Daddy was.

 Sanare froze at the curse word, her eyes slowly sliding over to the culprit Cyan dragon in the room who first uttered it. Needless to say, he received a good thrashing for what little strength the water dragoness had left. Then she was back to rocking Sleipnir, "Hush hush, do not cry my child. I am sure your Daddy is fine, that's why he wasn't seen. He probably comes back just for you. Hush, do not say such bad words, your parents would be upset if they heard you saying that. Shhh, it's alright, no don't cry. Just never say such words again and it'll all be fine." She whispered urgently to the young dragon, calming him down only because he felt ashamed of uttering such foul language. True, the adults said it all the time, but..if Father and Daddy didn't like it, then he would stop.

 "Th-Then when is Daddy and Father coming to save us?" The young dragon hiccuped softly, drying his tears. Sanare could only stare down at the little bundle of innocence in her arms, before hugging him close and turning to face Sila. Shaking her head it answer. It wasn't a 'no', but it was far from any confident answer. Sanare barely knew what to believe anymore, but if the hydras were right about the humans coming, then she doubted that they would see any difference between either of the groups, now tangled and meshed into a whole unit. Over the chorus of shouted questions and voiced worries, the dragoness spoke softly, "The hydra is right."

 The silence that followed her heavy words was thundering, "The humans shall not see us as any different from each other. They are long out of control and whatever they are intending, we cannot sit back and be idle. If we are to escape this, we-" "Are you suggesting we put aside out differences and work together?" Beelzebub finally quipped in a mocking tone, dripping wet with sarcasm. Sanare stared up wearily at him, the answer already clear between them. The hydra bared his teeth, a deep rumbling sound from his chest as he growled, "I ain't gonna be pulled down by some fucking dragons. You guys are weak compared to us! We can do so much better off without you!" 

 "God damn it, put aside the ego for a bloody moment! We're in this mess together! Just shut up for one moment." Ferrum growled back in a burst of energy, managing to be the first one to try and stand and the first one to fail as he stumbled backwards and ended up crashing into Forte.