Wric knew she was right. There was nothing that could be done to prevent this monstrous beast from slaying any more students. Since not meeting the requirements to be a hero before he had even had a chance to exercise anything though? There was no fear in his heart about death. His hoof taking a righteous step forward about to touch grass before he's yanked. Falling over in tow due to the tremor of the humongous claw striking land beside them. Goat on his chest beside his friend who screams in agony as she's about to be devoured. There's nothing he can do. His bow has fallen yards further, and he reaches out meekly for it. For once? A challenge that even his strength couldn't solve. The blow had discombobulated his sense of equilibrium, and he was stunned from the size of the foe before him. "I'm sorry Lim -  RAGAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH' a piercing noise slips as he tries to slip some last condolences to his hero partner who he'd failed in every regard. Basilisk flipping every, and each way in pain, and torment before it goes limp.<br/><br/>From his perspective he's even more conflicted. The Manticore from earlier was just a blur of shadowy wings, and brown color to him as it decimated the beast as if it were nothing nor a challenge to him. Wric manages to take a deep breath, and finally struggle to a position sitting up. Scooting over to the blue haired woman who he assumes needs comfort. "Hey.." he motions a paw to the winged lion as if to say give them a moment. His broad, and brutish hand clamping around one of her cheeks. "You're alright. I know I'm just a stupid goat.. but you're okay." He almost sounds relieved that his rival is fine, and there's just a hint of water works at the corner of his eyes.<br/><br/>Taller frame bending down till his head is buried beneath her breasts, and his arms wrap around her figure squeezing her tightly like a snake coiling it's prey, nearly clenching her to death. "I thought you.. I thought you..d-.." he doesn't even want to finish the sentence. Realizing that the hold had been way past what it should of been even for a traumatic event such as this he pulls away, and sneers his head up towards the lion. "Hey..where do you get off anyway?" he says now that he's sitting upright beside his 'friend.' Pointing, and wagging a finger at the lion. "That was my kill!"<br/><br/>The manticore simply shrugs, and does a hoarse laugh. "As if you could handle a legendary creature like a basilik child.. and if you could? It would of been at the expense of your friends life.. You saw how quickly it maimed the other two.. have you no shame for being so greedy..?"