Lorag was nearby to help pin Fendros, but it did not matter. Before he could move to hold him down, Llarvan reached out a hand and grabbed him with his telekinetic blood magic. He lifted him straight out from under Janius and held him in the air, constricting his airway to the point that he could just barely breath. "I am going to allow you to use our supplies to your cub. This is a kindness I am not required to offer you, so consider yourself fortunate that it is an option still available to you. Now, release your beast form, and I shall release you." Despite his firm tone, Llarvan hardly seemed angry over the attempted attack, but that was likely because he did not consider Fendros a threat. Given that he was strong enough to hold a full-sized werewolf in the air with only his mind, seemingly without effort, there was little chance of Fendros being able to do him any harm. Meesei was doing all she could to stop Rhazii's pain and heal him, but she was exhausted. She had been a part of two battles that day and had not slept in far to long, so she had neither physical nor magical energy. Even so, she gave it all she had. He wasn't bleeding all that much due to the fact that the flames had cauterized most of the affected areas, but it was still a grave and life-threatening injury, even under ideal circumstances. Ignoring the confrontation between Fendros and her husband, Hal-Neesa shifted back into her normal form as well and walked calmly over to Ahnasha and Meesei. She looked down on them and observed Rhazii's wounds for a few moments. She gave no strong reaction or emotions, but her eyes did show just a hint of sympathy as she observed the marred cub. "Follow me, I will take you somewhere you may heal him." Ahnasha was reluctant to move anywhere, or do anything other than hold Rhazii tightly to her chest, but Meesei's hands guided her to release her grip on him so that she could take him. Meesei's best efforts were not stopping his pain, but it was more than Ahnasha could do. For now, she simply walked along with Meesei as they followed Neesa, looking upon Rhazii's burned features with tears in her eyes.