"Damn it Airi! Let go!" He yelled as the youma continued to pull and tug. "No!" He cried out when the dragon scratched at Natron. "You're going to get yourself killed damn it! Just run! Come on!" The captain was desperate. "Natron! Come on damn it. You can make it!"

He felt his heart sank as he saw the fog creep about. He felt it sink as he watched the crystalization creep up the Generals legs. He could swear he felt it stop when the crystal took him completely. The Captain's blood ran cold, his ears rang and his vision blurred. He swayed on his feet, doubling over. It was suddenly hard to breathe. No no no no no. This wasn't happening. It wasn't.

Fangite shook, startled by Airi's howl and he watched the youma drop to the ground in pain. "A-Airi?" No. He couldn't lose Airi too. Not again. "Airi!" He shrieked, grabbing a fist full of fur and shaking the youma. "Get UP damn it! We have to go!" However he didn't give the youma the chance to move, let alone answer before he was hauling the thing on his shoulders and staggering out of the cave.

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