Kaida's head swiveled and froze at the sight before her, and an intelligible roar was her only reaction, only to be cut off with a snap of her jaws. Quite suddenly, she was very, very quiet, especially so when Vieri started his squawking. Her head hurt from the previous blow. She could barely see. She did not need a fucking blame game here.

"I didn't make it attack in such a way. Nor could I make it dodge a damn knife!" This should have sounded like a lie, but she continued, "Nature. Helps. Me!" She roared, and none of the animals moved away from, as if proving her claim. "I can't control them! They would have beat themselves bloody on their damn cage if I left them there, because they help me fight!" Every word she spouted was true, there was no mind control present in her magic, nature converged on her and protected her because it wanted to, not because of any mind control.

A baleful eye rolled towards the girl, "Trust me." Her voice boomed, "I'll deal with her later." She left no room for doubt, "Get your buddy to heal it, I know she can, and get out, I have better things to do, better than saving some stupid girl." This was a bad idea, she should have smashed the girl into the floor now, left her to fight her own fight. But she had to finish this first. "Should have never gotten involved." Her words grumbled a tiny voice, directed at the girl, who she itched to scratch.

Whatever Tristan had actually missed in the seconds it took him to teleport, it was apparently far more pressing than what he expected would initially be seen by the Isabello's as the arrival of a new enemy. Instead, as he gathered the scene and listened to the shouting, it became pretty clear that he had been upstaged by the bird that was currently pinned to Sparky. Under other circumstances, he'd probably make a joke (probably to himself) and scoot over to the sidelines to lend a hand however he could. Under other circumstances, though, he'd be the guy with the giant target on his back as far as both sides would be concerned. He may have actually gotten lucky this time around, though the fact that it was at the expense of an innocent animal didn't really make him happy.

He briefly considered helping Sparky up, given his own involvement in the fall, but seeing how the other mage was handling the bird, it was probably for the best if he didn't get within arms' reach. He teleported near to Diana, but also just far enough that he shouldn't have to worry about the bulk of the animals deciding to switch targets. "So, uh, when you say 'bomb', what kind are we talking about, here, and as opposed to what kind of bomb he would classify as normally?"

He was pretty sure he was going to need to make a quick escape, because there was no way in hell that Vieri wasn't going to pull out his old standby of "explode everything in anger". Tristan could probably figure out a way to get the animals out of harm's way - he couldn't say he'd ever made a net before but how hard could it be - but the main concern was probably making sure the people wouldn't be blown to bits. As little finesse as explosions have, Vieri could probably manage to avoid frying most of the critters, if not all; the current freakout suggested that Reptar and Orko probably wouldn't be getting the same treatment. A plan was quickly put together, but he held off on acting on it immediately.

"So, Isabello's," he said with a slight smirk, noticing for the first time the writing on the whiteboard. Funnily enough, the only word he could actually read on there was "Isabello". Maybe he could avoid outing himself for just a bit longer, then. "If I help you clear out the room from the people putting animals in harm's way, does that mean that I'm part of your little club?" He grinned, mostly to himself, as he considered it. Sure, it seemed like a massive waste of time, but there were a lot of things he did that could only be classified as massive wastes of time. His job, for instance. Or any of his non-research hobbies. There wasn't anything more wasteful about spending time with his new, young, violent, megalomaniacal pals. And with only two members, it wasn't as though Vieri could afford to be picky about the help he'd get. It was a good deal for all parties involved.

Kaida would feel her ability to move return as quickly as it’d gone, but Vieri was keeping a close eye on her. He wouldn’t put it past her to try to tail slap or body slam or try to eat him or one of the other mages, and he was willing to put up with that exactly as much as his biting glare suggested. If she went for anything but the door, he was more than ready to freeze her again. As useless as Hoppers the Shadowmage was otherwise being, he at least seemed to have the witch covered. He could ask him what the hell he was on about once the important things were taken care of.

Which meant finally these irresponsable trespassing battle zealots were dealt with enough he could concentrate on cleaning up the bloody mess they’d made. The bird had stopped struggling against and was now hanging limp, save for the occasional twitch of its wing or foot. He was supporting it as best he could, resting a hand under its body to help keep its weight off the knife, but he couldn’t do anything about the blood. It wasn’t dead but it was dying, and quickly.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled the knife out of his leg. Damn witch had gotten it in deep. The gash was definitely going to need healing, and he was going to have to gorge himself at dinner tonight to make up for all this lost blood, but that wasn’t important right now. He could deal; the bird was bleeding out. He cradled the bird gently in one arm so the sharp end of the dagger rested between his arm and side.

“Diana, I need your help for this. Tell me when and I’ll pull the knife out.” As stiff as his face was in its glare, his worry was unmistakable, and his voice was hurried and even a little hushed. He clicked his tongue in anger. “Those damn heartless bastards, gonna need to hurt it again to help it. As though once wasn’t enough.”

He had a good grip on the hit of the dagger. When Diana gave the word, he’d yank it straight up and out as quickly as he could spare the bird.

Choosing option #1!

Diana just shrugged at the shadow mage. Normally she would have been less chatty with a potential enemy, but with Vieri in his current state there was no way he was even going to care about his arrival, so there was no point in pretending like she was going to get any kind of opportunity to fight him.

"Whatever he thinks will end it the fastest. With all the animals in the room that probably won't be anything too explosive, but I'm not taking any chances," she lightly swatted another bird away from her eyes. "I'd rather not be electrocuted. So yeah, you're being upstaged by a fucking pigeon because Vieri's a total sap, like I said last time. I doubt he's even going to acknowledge you until that bird's okay."

Sure enough, it looked like the rabbit was on the way out, so at least that was done. Snake lady seemed to be throwing a temper tantrum and being a sore loser though. Was she trying to destroy the classroom in a 'I'm not going to let you have it no matter what' kind of way? Why did she always seem to end up murdering the shit out of anything she was protecting? It was getting disturbing. Diana continued trying to get the animals off of her when they suddenly stopped. Before she could react, the snake lady's tail slammed her into the ground and for a moment she was dazed. Fortunately, her body started putting itself back together pretty quickly, so after about a minute she was able to sit back up and rub her head.

"You know, if you want me to heal something trying to turn me into a smear on the floor is probably not the best idea," she said flatly as her hips started piecing themselves back together.

She thought there was something suspicious about the snake lady's claim. If the animals around just fought for her and would outright hurt themselves trying, why did no more dinosaurs come through the portal to help during their first fight? Why weren't there any rats in Florence or birds in Tenochtitlan coming to her aid? Why did all the animals suddenly bail when they might get hurt? Because she was lying obviously. That was one of the more absurd claims she heard in a long time. At least the animals were gone and everyone else was probably going to be gone soon enough. Diana slowly climbed to her feet with the help of a desk and started hobbling over to Vieri.

Diana knew he wanted to help this stupid bird, but he really needed to stop trying to do her job. She didn't trust him for a moment to have the kind of patience or finesse required to remove a knife from that bird's gut without rupturing something else. Yeah, she could heal it, but if he killed it first it wouldn't do anything. She took a seat on the next desk over, leaning against the side of the chair to try to stabilize herself while her body stopped all the internal bleeding.

"Don't be stupid. Give me the stupid pigeon," she held out her hand.

Once she had the bird, she carefully put pressure on the wound to insure it wouldn't bleed too much more while she figured out how to remove this knife. At least it wasn't squirming too much. With a precision and gentleness not common for her, she carefully cradled the bird in her hand and started slowly sliding the knife out, making sure that she exactly matched the path the entry wound took. This kind of thing was so much easier after getting her power, now that she didn't have to worry about her hands shaking or jerking in a random direction. It made it almost trivial for her. The moment the knife was far enough out that she didn't feel like she had to worry about the bird healing over the knife, she activated her power and the bird's wounds quickly started closing. Once it at least seemed to be stabilizing, she handed it back over to Vieri with a flat expression. She still couldn't believe she was doing something like this for a common bird.