The young boy lay on the ground after being shaken about by the large dragon, wounds in his arms and body from the teeth of the mecha dragon and a graze from when he was dropped.
The boy was thin with his stripped wings and ringed tail, ears pointed as well. At the sound of the voice the boy glanced up to Eve with the biggest puppy dog eyes the were welling up with tears. When his eyes landed back onto Magnus, as quickly as he appeared the boy got onto all fours and pounced onto the table. The boys pounce better than that of a frogs, and from there he lept back into the rafters, using his wings to help him the rest of the way and disappeared into the shadows all in a panic.
Once he was back into safety the boy looked to his wounds, poking at them and yelping quietly when he realized they hurt when they were poked at. His green gaze turning to the large dragon hoping it didn't follow him.