Saphira screeches loudly and drops to the ground with Marcellus. "Marcellus!" She cries, tears forming in her eyes. She moved to shield him from whoever shot her mate. She pressed a number and within seconds several stewards ran in with a first aid kit. She held his hand desperately while a steward placed a pressure pad on his chest to try stop the bleeding, all the while a helicopter in the hanger on the island was getting prepped move out and take Marcellus to the mainland hospital