Although his other senses seemed to have downgraded,--and he felt rather deprived of his strong senses(that he had taken for granted)too,-- the male's sharp eyesight still remained. Or so he hoped, since the feeling hadn't a difference. Thus, he tried to remain as vigilant as possible with it--and also his other inferior-grown senses--, considering they were now human.

'You're not the predator now, you're the prey.' is what he reminded himself of.

Bright orange eyes narrowed as its owner's ears picked up the shrill squawk of a toucan, and the other wildlife sounds that followed it. Considering he was a fearsome, mighty Royal Crimson dragon before, Rhys wasn't used to the surplus of animals and critters that surrounded him now. He was more familiar to them aggressively attempting to hide from him--flying away, burrowing into the ground, running away, and the like.

"That is what's wrong," he answered En, head tilting to gesture to the animals.

Turning his head again to glance at her, Rhys noticed En's brown dragon ears flick, and that she started to be circumspect. And once again, his instincts notified him to be wary, but this time by letting loose goosebumps on his skin. Which was when he noticed that from his right, the amount of critters seemed to lessen, and within seconds the absence grew.

He could've sworn he heard a growl. Probably. Yes, the male definitely detested his inferior hearing. Danger was approaching fast, and somehow, they had to get out of there. But how? Something, anything, that could either get them out of the place quick, scare the thing away, or make them invisible to it. And a forest fire definitely isn't good.

...Wait, fire?

Without another second thought, the male brought his arms up nearer to him. Recalling the feeling, it led to both his arms being lit aflame. The scorching-hot fire did not hurt him at all; but instead gave him a soothing, familiar, warm feeling--although that wouldn't be the case for anything else. Flames surrounding his arms danced around, the heat rising to the air in waves, disappearing to the atmosphere. He felt a little ecstasy knowing he could use his Fire Magic, at the least. And no, he didn't think about his clothes at all, though he was rather surprised that they proved to be fire-proof. That was to be expected though, since they were formerly his hide, after all.

Well then, that should scare the carnivore off...right?

Energy Twinkle

Energy simply looked on as her friend started up his fire magic. Rhys seemed pleased that he still had his magic - didn't he notice that they had never lost it in the first place? - but Energy wasn't comforted by it. It didn't matter if they had magic or not, they were still humans. Humans had magic and none of them had survived the forest that housed their dragon clan. It honestly didn't matter how strong their magic was, the animals in the forest, particularly the more ferocious ones, were averse to the magic frequency of humans and strength didn't matter when one was faced with hostility of an entire forest. No one could possibly face such adversaries without tiring out their magic energy.

Plus, their inferior physical forms as humans didn't help matters. Energy, for once, was thinking about their current situation. They could fend off any offending creatures that came their way - speaking of which, she could hear plenty more snuffling around their area, having sensed their new human magic frequencies - but then they'd have to run as fast as they could out of the forest. Energy hated having to run from her own home like that but she seriously doubted that they could last any longer than the average human stranded there.

"Hey Rhys, do you happen to know the way outta this forest?" she asked, a hint of nervousness finding its way into her voice. Her ears were picking up the sounds of the nearing jaguar's paws crunching on the leaf litter of the forest. That was definitely not good. And by the sounds of it, it had brought its mate as well. "Oh, two on two, eh? Is that how it's going to be?" She took another two steps back in anticipation.

Then the ground beside her shifted.

A second later, Energy would swear that she had definitely not been startled by a python hidden amongst the fallen leaves and dirt. Neither had she let out a startled squeal and fallen on her butt again. Nope. If she had, it was all her human body's fault for being so scared of a snake. Unfortunately, her not-surprised-tumble had only caused the two jaguars that had been stalking towards them for the past few minutes to leap onto two of the buttress roots that surrounded them, growling and snarling down at the two humans. Frantically scrambling away from the snake that had started slithering towards her, she got up yet again (seriously, she had to stop falling around like that) and hurriedly walked over to Rhys' side, scroll still in hand. She was actually beginning to doubt her maybe unwise choice in pilfering the spell scroll from her parents' cave. Being a dragon certainly helped a lot more in this kind of situation.

As for the jaguars, the light and heat from Rhys' flames only served to aggravate them further. They snapped their jaws, hackles rising. They didn't like the magic frequency coming from these humans. Just like all the other humans, they did nothing but intrude into their territory. They were nothing more than pests with a little bit of magic.

"So, got a plan?"

"Hey Rhys, do you happen to know the way outta this forest?"

Said man narrowed his draconic eyes. "By instinct, yes." was his curt reply. Now that he thought of it, an aerial view would let him pinpoint the exit better. But now, his hackles rose further as the male noted his companion's uneasiness.

Fortunately, he still sensed danger. Unfortunately, inferior reflexes due to a slower-processing brain--because hey, humans are all about mind power--lead to a slow reaction time. By the time his unaltered sharp eyes detected the subtle movements hinting at the impending prospective advances of the python and jaguars, they had already made their moves. The red-haired male only had time to register what was happening and stumble back a step in response. By the lords, he swore he was all about instincts when it comes to situations like these. They told him to be on the offensive, but the former dragon's brain had stopped his fragile body from pouncing at the leaping jaguars, much to his relief--at least that was some improvement. En's inadvertent fall didn't help either, only proving to agitate him further.

Rhys mentally cursed himself for his prior ignorance; the male was no dragon at the present moment. Flashing a bit of fire here and there in his original form would have been more than enough for the job, but alas, the sight of a petty little human seemingly flaunting tiny embers definitely did not amuse the jaguars. The ferocious cats' aggravated body language roughly translated to something along the lines of: 'I dare you, herbivore. Try me.' In fact, the line seemed to apply to all the wild animals present in the forest. Obviously, it was a no man's land--hence, the presence of unfamiliar creatures that didn't belong would surely rile them up. Sigh, the territorial instincts of animals. He would miss it.

"So, got a plan?"

Kill or be killed. Only the strongest will survive. That was the rule, and it was certainly being displayed in their current state of affairs. The sheer quantity of the hostile animals in the forest would outnumber them greatly, hence allocating them on the losing end by default. It was hard for them to run on unfamiliar legs. Magic wouldn't last. A forest fire would reveal the dragon nest. And to top it all off; it was a long way out of the forest. What other option was there?

Rhys glared sharply at their predators, challenging them in the eye as they hissed and growled. The tension in the air was sensed, and he swore a muscle was coiling somewhere. Ah, in the end, desperate times call for desperate measures.

"En. Hold on tight." His deep voice held a commanding tone, eyes narrowing as the flames licking one of his arms were extinguished. The same limb snaked around the waist of the girl beside him and secured it in a firm, reassuring grip before he jumped, aided by the other free alight extremity shooting a path of fire towards the ground; finally getting them out of the stuffy forest. Momentarily stopping in the air from the short burst, another burst of hot fire came, this time from the male's feet, that propelled the two forward to the direction of the assumed exit of the place--well, his sharp eyes had caught sight of some small town in the distance.

They zoomed through the air, making their presence known.The former Royal Crimson didn't care how much magic it would take. He ignored his rapidly depleting stock of energy from the strong streams of scorching fire his feet emitted; to defy the force of gravity; leaving a path of smoke in its wake. So what if he'd be drained? If he could get his friend to safety, he will gladly sacrifice.