The rathalos heard the voices faintly over the chaos, and though it had no vocal language of its own, somehow the strange noises made sense. It suggested supplication, and acknowledgement of its dominance, but somehow made threats all the same. Though it recognised such concepts from the actions and postures of its own kind and other wyverns, it could not understand how it could understand this from the bizarre sounds being made by the unseen creature in the room. Furthermore, the threatening actions of this other beast, and of the humans that were facing it were far more obvious.
As the Metagross lashed out at the rathalos he flapped his wings rapidly, fluttering back from the blocky limb. Snarling at the Metagross and taking a deep breath as it touched down on the ground again, it was startled by one of the humans running into its leg and shrieked. Flapping its wings, it lifted off vertically and came down hard again, slamming both claws from the ground in an attempt to crush and rend whatever had struck it.
As the Metagross lashed out at the rathalos he flapped his wings rapidly, fluttering back from the blocky limb. Snarling at the Metagross and taking a deep breath as it touched down on the ground again, it was startled by one of the humans running into its leg and shrieked. Flapping its wings, it lifted off vertically and came down hard again, slamming both claws from the ground in an attempt to crush and rend whatever had struck it.