No, Yuuri wasn’t far behind Viktor at all. It was like he was a man possessed, following after his fiance desperately as he kept trying to look for their beloved dog. He hollered out Makka’s name every so often, as well as Viktor’s every other breath. The panic was beginning to grow increasingly, more and more each second, as he didn’t see either of them. And then…Himari was nipping at his shoulder urgently, demanding that he get out of the way. NO. This is…it’s the forbidden place!
“I don’t care,” snapped Yuuri defensively, his feet still carrying him forward. “It's Vitya and Makkachin. I’ve got to find them!” He kept running, until he saw the dash of that silver hair again. “Vitya!” Yuuri let out a cry of relief, but then concern flashed across his features. Viktor was running with Makkachin in his arms, looking absolutely terrified, like he was running for his life. Yuuri moved forward, only to let out an ear piercing shriek when he saw the horrible creatures behind Viktor. Going for his fiance. “No!” He screamed the words, not knowing what he could possibly do against such monsters, but that he'd have to do something.
He was within arm's reach of Viktor when Himari dug her claws in painfully, enough to draw blood from his arm. It wasn’t like he had never been injured before, but this was different. The sharp pain coursed through his body and he let out a yelp of surprise, realizing that the dragon as absolutely desperate to get them away from the foul creatures coming close.