Rurik had taken an extra second to just lay there. It didn't sound like anyone was dying, but when Chloe began to complain, he pushed himself up... just in time to see the wyvern get blown up... wait, no it was still there. Rather, Verin had nearly blown [i]himself[/i] up. The wyvern just looked annoyed, and was already regaining its balance. Well, Chloe had just been headbutted, and the state of Verin's arm was questionable; it seemed it was up to him for the moment.

Rurik advanced toward the beast and it honed in on him, as he was the only one really moving. It was angry now, so it immediately returned the favor, crawling towards him on its fore-wings. Rurik didn't need it to get close this time. 

[b]"Predator Magic: Flying Tiger"[/b] His arms glowed, the energy a brighter hue this time. He quickly swiped both his arms, and eight waves of energy shot through the air, in two sets of four, towards the creatures face. The first set hit it and it flinched. It then shut its eyes and tucked its head back, allowing the second set to splash harmlessly against its scales. It worked out well enough; it had looked away. [b]"Predator Magic: Bear Claws!"[/b] Rurik closed in and swatted one side of its head, and then the other, bouncing its head between his two hands. It screeched and pulled its head back, covering its head with its wings. 

Good, now he just needed one more blow and- his eyes went wide as it reared back, spreading its wings quickly. Rurik was nearly hit, stumbling back and covering his eyes to block the dust cloud. He panicked when he realized he'd repeated the mistake the wyvern had just made. He looked just in time for the wyvern to buck its head, knocking Rurik over. He quickly scrambled back, he needed to keep away from its jaws. It [i]was[/i] smart though, it didn't try to bite him, it kept its head away, where it was safe. It tried to spear him with the single, large claw at the tip of its wing. [b]"Predator Magic: Tiger Trap!"[/b] He swung his hands three times, creating a tightly knit mesh of energy hovering in the air a foot in front of him. As the wyvern lunged, it struck the latticework of energy, and recoiled as the energy burst against its wing. Rurik felt something hit his face: blood. It was't much, but when the wyvern had thrown all its weight against his tiger energy, it had cut itself, the scales around its wing-claw had tearing away a little. It was almost negligible damage... but it proved the beast wasn't invincible. 

That said, Rurik was still not on his feet, and the wyvern was still mad... he wasn't sure he had time for another tiger trap. He hated asking for help, but surely he'd bought enough time! They had to be ready to move again!