Varenx's eyes widened as the green dragon grabbed Rorik and left in a crack. He just didn't realised what's going on until everything gone quiet and his friend was missing. He let out a challanging chirp and took off, willing to follow the dragon, but it disappeared until then. He cursed himself, but since he couldn't see anything he decided to land again. He was no match to the dragon alone. A moment after he folded his wings upon his back, a sudden flash of light blinded him and he backed away. ~Now what...?~ he thought, then seeing Rorik collapsing he jumped to him and crouched, letting the wolf to fall on his back and feathered wings instead of the dirt. "I wish I knew what's going on..." he mumbled, then turned to one of the rebels. "Put him on my back, quickly! And tie him if neccessary, I don't want him to fall off." - he ordered. "We must find PDP."