"Leave him alone!" Thorax cried out, apparently unwilling to defend himself, but more than willing to step up for his brother. He flew forward with all the grace of... well, a lumbering technicolored moose. Perhaps thankfully for him, Chrysalis was too invested in tossing Pharynx around to dodge him, taking the orange antlers to the chest, his momentum carrying her back into the throne with a nasty crack that made you wince. The attack freed Pharynx from Chrysalis' hold, but he'd been knocked around enough that he still dropped to the ground with a thud, weakly trying to rise back to his hooves.