At the same time that Calista was captured, the princess wasn't doing too well. Yona thrashed around, desperately trying to free herself but came up short.
"Let... go..." She choked out, feebly pulling away from the man who had a hold on her arms.
Soon after Calista had freed her from the addicts, others took his place and no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't get them off.
A large, scaled hand encompassed the man's head, digging his claws into his neck, giving him the same treatment that he was showing the princess.
"Let go..."
Yona's eyes widened in shock. That voice was familiar. What usually was warm was now filled with wrath.
"Unless you want your head to be crushed." Kija finished darkly, his blue eyes black with rage.
He snarled when the addict didn't listen and his dragon claw tightened.
"I said. Let. Go." He emphasized, mercilessly cutting off his air supply but that didn't even work and when he didn't move, the white dragon was just about to slice his head clean off of his shoulders when the princess protested.
"Kija, calm down!! These people are—" Yona's outburst was cut off by a quiet voice that joined the fray.
"Yona."
Shin-ah was holding his sword out in front of him, fuming at the man responsible for those bruises forming on her arms.
"Can I cut him?" He asked quietly even though his sword was already out and his build was hovering intimidatingly over the creep, ready to carry it out before he even got permission.
Calista was nowhere to be seen but this was normal when she was moving faster than the eye could see. All that could be seen was a blur as she took one down after another.
"Shin-ah, don't!!" Yona blurted out even though she was still being held captive. "Because of the drug, these people are— Ouch!!"
She winced as his grasp tightened so much so that she could feel each individual indentation his fingers were making on her wrist.
In a flash, the iron grip finally disappeared, an enraged Ryokuryuu and a livid Thunder Beast were looming above the two men with scorn deeply etched on their features
Hak practically glared at the princess, not letting down his guard as one of the addicts tried to sneak away from under his boot. "How can you say that after you did a flying kick to one of your customers?"
Jae-ha mirrored his stance, eyes closing briefly out of disbelief. "Honestly, what kind of teaching do you get as a Princess?"
Yona stood up, brushing the dirt off of her clothes and blinked innocently up at him. "I tried to imitate you, Jae-ha."
Hak's head snapped around, narrowing his eyes at the elder. "So you're the bad example."
Jae-ha's violet eyes sparkled with faint admiration, his brow smoothing out. "I see, that's why it was such a beautiful kick."
Calista snorted, landing between them and helped Yona up to her feet in quick succession. "Maybe save the praise until after the fight is done."
"Thunder Beast!! Jae-ha!! Stop the people that are going berserk in the store!!" Yoon yelled from his hiding spot as crashes sounded all around the enclosed space, clutching onto the curtain with white knuckles as he echoed her reasoning.
Without Zeno to protect him, he had been allocated to the corner, out of sight and out of mind. But he had ventured from his spot and was currently hiding under a table much closer to them than before, propping a bench up for protection from the flying glass as various bottles and cups were chucked his way.
Calista intervened before one of the rampaging men could get to him, kicking him out of the way and flashing a grin at the pretty boy who rolled his eyes but gave her a nod for her help nonetheless.
Shoving him behind her, she blocked a rogue punch, delivering another roundhouse kick to the back of their heads and smirked. Flexing her fingers, she curled them into a tight fist before knocking another right out.
It felt way too good to be able to fight again.
"Oh my, it looks like a fire has started just now." Jae-ha commented indifferently with a hand on his hip as the red-orange flames licked up the side of a chair, from where it had been doused with alcohol and set ablaze.
Hak looked bored out of his mind as he smashed a fist into someone's face before he could get within arm's length of the princess, ignoring the fire as Yoon rushed to help the owner put it out. "It's because they're all going through withdrawal."
Before doing anything else, he shrugged off his outer robe, covering Yona in it since her shawl had slipped off during her encounter and had gotten trampled on, and instructed her firmly to hide.
She refused to budge and before he could get another word in edgewise, she was gone, flocking to Calista's side to help.
The girls fought side by side, mostly ushering civilians out of the way as the addicts continued to rage around the store.
Hak had to admit, that sure was a sight. Both of them draped in the outer coats of their bodyguard and boyfriend respectively put a kind of warning that the other men should have heeded with more caution than they did.
The blue-haired girl that they had just rescued, was on the floor, her eyes wide and frozen in shock as people were flung every which way. Then, someone noticed her.
A flash of golden yellow came flying in, latching his arms and legs around the addict's head before he could advance any further.
"Run away, Miss!!" Zeno yelled at the girl stuck in place due to the terror.
He yelped as he was thrown into a table, crashing into the furniture and crumpling to the ground.
"Zeno!!" Calista and Yona cried out in worry, instinctively moving towards him when they were cut off.
Taking care of them swiftly, Calista pushed Yona on ahead, giving her hurried instructions. "Get that girl out of the way or else she's going to get hurt!!"
The addict continued on to where the girl was still on the ground, shaking and paralyzed in fear.
"Mister!!" Zeno shouted as he righted his body, tenacity burning behind his blue eyes as he jabbed a thumb at himself. "If you wanna punch something, come over here!!"
Thanks to all that racket, the addict ambled over, stealing his attention away from the girl and Yona was able to rush over and get her out of harm's way. The assassin shot past them.
"C'mon, this way!!" Calista urged, clearing a path through the masses as the dragons took care of the rest.
Once Shin-ah saw she was safe, he turned his focus back to helping Hak take out the remainder of the ones who weren't restrained yet.
"These guys can't feel pain." Jae-ha noted, somewhat relaxed despite the murderous aura still emitting from the blue and white dragons beside him.
Those that were undoubtedly under the influence weren't just fighting them, they were also fighting each other.
It showed that they were taking the nadai. Their senses were dulled. After multiple hits, they still didn't go down. The most people that had been taken down and were staying down were the ones Calista took out.
Hak adapted, following her method of slamming the heel of his palm up into an addict's nose.
Bingo.
The man's eyes watered and he clutched his face with a garbled, pained cry.
All they had to do was evoke a physical reaction. They wouldn't feel cuts and scrapes but their body couldn't ignore something that would knock them unconscious.
Shin-ah sidestepped a wild fist, letting Hak take care of that one while he aided Jae-ha.
"Grab the people that seem like they're involved with the nadai!!" Yoon yelled from the corner where he was hiding with the three girls. "We'll ask them questions!!"
"It would be good if they were in a condition to talk." Hak commented with an uninterested drawl.
"Be careful not to hurt them too much because they're commoners!!" Yoon reminded them.
Knowing them, the rare beasts forgot that these were ordinary people with no combat ability. In any other situation, they wouldn't even stand in the same ring as them
"Yoon, what do we do about that person who lost himself to rage?" Jae-ha inquired with a smirk as Kija wrecked anything and everything in sight, turning the room upside down in his vengeance.
"Kijaaaaaa!! CALM DOWN!!!!" Yoon shouted at him, putting as much bite into his tone as he could muster to carry above the noise.
It didn't work as the white dragon continued to tear through the crowd of addicts in his red haze.
"Be careful not to hurt them... huh." Jae-ha scoffed lightly as he tucked away his knives. Using his fists was such a hassle and wasn't beautiful at all. "He really says such difficult things."
Hak smirked but didn't disagree before diving back in the fight.
The crashes and clamor carried on and Yona ducked into the hidden alcove to check on the condition of the girl they had just managed to rescue in time, Calista following to guard her back as Yoon kept an eye on the dragons to make sure they didn't get too out of hand.
Well, at least no more than they already were. He didn't fault them for responding the way that they did. He himself was this close to whacking those addicts on the head, no matter how much of it was the drug's fault.
"Are you alright?" Yona asked caringly, Ao perched on her shoulder.
The squirrel had scampered over to her as soon as Shin-ah had started to fight, finding solstice on the young princess' shoulder where she didn't have to hold on for dear life every two seconds.
The mysterious girl's lower lip wobbled as her eyes teared up. "Ah..."
"Just relax, take deep breaths." Yona encouraged.
Calista stayed on guard but her gaze flickered over to the two of them every so often. All the other girl could get out was a mess of incoherent sounds as the shock of everything got to her.
"All the commotion has died down." Yona told her softly, bringing her in for a hug. "The people that hurt you aren't here anymore."
Calista's shoulders dropped as the last man was incapacitated and for the first time that night, she felt like she could finally breathe.
It was all over.