The saber again cried out in a vain growl as it was lifted by the magic of the draenei. He opened its eyes, looking behind at Sylvia. It glared very lowly, not having the energy to sound even more hostile and intimidating. The tail was hanging down, wagging from the left to the right and back. The big cat twitched its ears, looking at the standing animals, it tried to lift the paw, but it was quickly interrupted by the overwhelming pain, letting out a roar despite the damage that was caused to it. Soon the cat was just lying back, the eyes half opened, still watching the two females who followed it somewhere. It have seen this race before, taking the brethren and leading them away, unaware of what they were going to do. Soon the eyes of the saber closed, it was still breathing, though very slowly and deep. The tail was hanging still, not a single movement to be seen.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>