With everything that was going on all at once, it took Rockin' a moment before he knew what to do. One person was protecting the window, a couple of soldiers had their weapons aimed at the fighting trio, not to mention all the other beings in the room he wasn't paying too much attention to. He looked back at the injured man with a frown. "EVERYBODY FREEZE!" he screamed, his horn flaring, though nothing else happened. "Vaughtar, knock him out! Shannon, take Zesiro to the medics! And you two!" He turned to face the soldiers with a frown. "You two need to put your weapons away and help Vaughtar get Hirshe to the labs. There seems to be something controlling him." His horn's flare dissipated, though he hadn't actually used any spells. "Now, MOVE!" He sat there afterwards, rubbing his temples with his hooves. "Damn, that gave me a headache." He stood and stumbled, beginning to head towards the medics himself.