He sighed and turned to look up at his mate, eyes weary and mouth set in a grim frown. "I know you can, but watch out because here comes your jabberwocky right now." He said pointing at the distance, a large cloud of dust was barreling towards them at a great speed, hiding serpentine dark scales. Path set Skylark down, bending to meet his eye level, "Youngun, you will run you understand, should anything happen, but for now find a hiding place with your brother, away from this. Keep each other safe, Daddy and I shall find you soon."

 He turned to look at Edge and took note of his choice to keep Sleipnir close. He might have commented, but there was simply no more time left as he turned to the dust cloud, glancing at Edge and nodding his head slightly. In a second, he was off, running towards the dust cloud, muscles bunching and tensing before he too was a dust cloud and the great white dragon tackled the black one. Beelzebub roared loudly in his ear, swiping at his chest with his claws. Out of all the defiant, fierce, reckless dragons, Beezlebub was king with a knack for not following the orders of his true king.

 Path craned his neck, sinking his teeth into his shoulder blade, feeling blood welling up in his mouth before he pulled back and kicked at him with his powerful legs and reared back. What he didn't expect was for Beezlebub to follow him, thrashing and kicking wildly. Jaw snapping right at him. Path reared too far back, falling backwards as the dragon pinned him down. Grinning like a mad man