Making notice of the move she makes as he feels her shift to her stomach he forces himself to be calm and hide his tears from view using alarge rock. It's all he can do not to snap defensively at his people keeping his head hidden his tyhroat throwing loud painful snarls into the night time. Followed each time by groans and silence. He feels the blankets wrap onto jhim and surges of stinging pain jolts through him. More then anything else he longed to be changed to beholding her hand but he knew he hadn;'t the strength to do that nor did he have the ability to restrain from crushing herif he tried like he would if he wqas healed. These thoughts brought to him more tears which he forcefully hid by wiping his face in the cold ground mucking up his facial wounds hoprribly. At least this way he would not be seen crying and weak... That was something he most certianly did not want to happen. His pride was already injured enough by the fact he couldnt even revert back yet. This thought infuriated him, small little puffs sparked from his nose as the guards pushed his heavy head from hiding. and the men all held it up so the women could set it and bandage it. They coul see the large wound where his skull was shattered several times and some internal bleeding was visable. His mind wondering through so many possibilities. He snarls loudly as they begin to mess with it. Hiw entire body tenses and several blankets are ripped to pieces.<br/><br/>His body slowly began to glow a faint yellow flame as they could see his scales turning to pink red irriatated skin, as he changed the injuries looked even worse then they thought since now he was much smaller and weaker. He arched his back in a convulsion like twitch screaming out in bloody murder. His human flesh burned several times over thanks to the fire used by his adversery. His wounds were again bleeding but luckily still set thanks to the magic of the Mistwood those had stayed formed to him. However the pain by now was to much and tear4s visably rushed over him as he continued to convulge hands gripping the ground as guards begin to move him onto a strecher. "STOP!!!! DONT!!!! TOUCH ME!!!" he screamed and begged pleading like a child. though they continued anyway seeing how it would be best for him and everyone to return him to the castle. His eyes left bloody trails down his face as tears fell. It was a jheart breaking site for his people, and what was more heartbreaking was the thought he might have suffered brian damage or something worse alongside being blind. They didn't want to loose him again./