Al and Morr rush in soon after, laying the unconscious beekeeper on an empty bed. Just as he was beginning to yell for the medic as well, the shouts of alarm reach his ears. Only one thing could cause such a stir. A hiss escapes his mouth, eyes hard and fierce. "Demon." In a flash Al is back out and running toward the clamor. Mary was already hurt. There was no way an unholy beast would get near her. Not while Al was still breathing.