Burn me, break me, she will not forsake me. Bite, tear, claw, sever my limbs, she will always rebuild me. Over and over again Raith repeated those words in his head - nothing that Xyaban did to him would effect him how she wanted; he was a monster and he knew it, he had been born into that and Ria had accepted him as such, what did the Dragoness think she could do that he had not already done to himself in the past? 
But Xyaban knew exactly what button to press… if he felt nothing for himself he would feel something for Alairia. 

The rage began to build within his chest, a fire held back by the shadows for so many years… stoked by Ria's every cry. He had done this to her, it was all his fault - he held no remorse for his actions, if given the choice he would do it all over again… but Ria? She deserved none of this. He would rip Xyaban apart, one scale at a time, until he was satisfied. He would taste her flesh between his teeth and savour in the bitter taste of her demise. Of that he was certain. 

He snarled as she back handed him, head held to the side where she had forced it, lip pulled back in a sneer that revealed his elongated canines… had they grown larger? He suddenly felt very aware of them in his mouth, he had always known they were more fang like (a trait from his loathful mother) but he had never physically noticed them as he was now. The fire in his heart had begun to grow, burning brighter, the heat of it coursing painfully through his veins. As the cover was removed from his cage Silence looked at his Master, bearing his own fangs at the Dragoness, for forcing him to use their bond to show Raith exactly what she had done to his lover. 

Again his lip curled as she mentioned Ria being broken, and again he was oddly aware of his canines… and the fire in his blood… and a somewhat painful sensation in his shoulders as though a great pressure was building there ready to burst forth. The more she spoke the louder the crackling flames grew in his head until it was positively deafening, drowning out her words - she had said enough, she was threatening his world and she would not be allowed to continue with that. "CLOSE YOUR EYES RIA, NOW!" He roared all at once, arms snapping back, muscles bulging almost to their limit as he snapped his bonds clean away. He could hear nothing beyond the fury in his soul and the roar of the Dragon breaking free from its cage within himself. Wings snapped from his skin, unfurling with an audible 'crack'. 

His body began to twist, grow and contort. His eyes - while still blind - burned with the fire now licking at his elongated maw. The Dragon he had been so desperate to find within himself… well… it was here. Throwing back his head the man opened his powerful jaws and roared with a mixture of joy and anger, he lashed out at Xyaban with his tail, sweeping her away from Ria. He could not linger, he had to get her out of here. He reached out and gently grasped Ria with one clawed foot, the other grasping Silence's cage as he spread his wings wide. Letting loose a stream of flames from his jaws he threw himself upwards, wings sweeping the air with exhilarating ease, the roof and ceiling caving in as his body connected with it. 

Above them was the night sky, part of him wanted to ensure the Dragoness was dead, but his first thoughts were on getting Alairia back to her mother and to aid - Xyaban was an afterthought, she would keep… and he would ensure she never touched his Ria ever again.