Tsukune was thrown backwards by the wings, his strength not having improved his weight. Then he was filled with pain as the claws slammed into his chest, and began dragging grooves through his flesh. Screaming, he twisted the arms in his grib, shattering the bone. However, this wasn't enough. Using the legs on his chest for leverage, Tsukune gave a massive tug, using his full strength, and ripped off both arms, stumbling back as he was covered in flames, his clothes and hair catching fire. Pain was all over him, it was nearly all he could think. And, driven by it, he transformed into his hybrid form, black carapace covering his entire body. He was more solidly built, the thick carapace making him fireproof, , his hair having disappeared. His eyes were human, and so were his vocal chords, but he looked like a demon, covered in black plates of chitin. He was leaking blood, he knew, and soon the wounds would cause him to lose consciousness and eventually die. However, he would not let the dragon cause more harm. He walked forward, almost chuckling, feeling strangely elated by this scene, as he reached down to grab the now armless dragon.