Raylin was confused to why he wouldn't turn to look at him. Tears trailing faster as he felt he was being shunned for some reason. His eyes filled with sorrow and pain as he continued speaking. "But..." He started out. Listening as he continued. Looking down casted and bit his lip. "Oh...I see..." he said softly. Though his hurt and pain was obvious. Now he didn't look at him and slowly dropped his arms to his side. He was going to leave too. He was going to be left again. This knowledge left him heart broken. He looked up in time to get his chin licked. He didn't let himself feel hope because he didn't understand how him and Ricardo fighting would make Azrial stay. He bit his lower lip and merely nodded his head. "Okay..." He said softly. His tone a bit crushed.<br/><br/>He didn't look at Azrial again. He couldn't because he was afraid now. He wanted his friend to stay but...he wasn't enough for the guy to stay. So once the baby was gone he was going to leave. Just like Martello except there had been no baby involved. He sniffled a bit. Holding on but the light was just not there. He told him where the largest closest field was. He just stayed quiet now. Very, very quiet. He just nodded his head as the man spoke. Not trusting his voice right now to betray the feelings his face was now masking. Sorrow, fear, loneliness, hurt. They were all things he was feeling strongly. "Kay..." He said meekly and without much life. His eyes sparkled for a moment as he saw Azrial's dragon form. "So beautiful..." he whispered. His dragon friend...was not staying. He said so but he still wanted him to.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Ricardo had just gotten back to the buidling and shifted back when he noticed Raylin was missing. His eyes narrowed and he began to follow the clues Azrial left him. He growled and did assume his friend had been kidnapped. He ran faster. Shifting once he was outsiide to a dragon form. Flying up into the air and flew towards the field rapidly. Landing in his dragon form and growled at Azrial. Listening to the words the man said. "Fine!" He shouted back in a roar. "We will fight. You may win. Even if you do I will never stop protecting my liege. However, I will respect you if you win." He said in a growl that Raylin wouldn't understand. Once Azrial had shifted he flew at Azrial with is claws extended. Fusing his two forms together to have a longer thick body with a bit of a spikey tail. His form jet black and thick scaled like most dragons.</span>