Bariyan yelps in surprise and outrage and nearly stumbles over himself getting to the next leg, dropping to his knees and sliding to a halt before it.

"Mar!" Bariyan calls out, mock-and-also-sort-of-actually-outraged. He doesn't even waste time tossing a look back to see if he can spot the infernal himself. "How close is it?"

This leg's in worse shape. Claws ripped out, underside all torn up, and a bad, deep cut further up the leg. Bariyan uses up all his bandages trying to patch things up. A job made slightly harder as the dragon tries to raise himself up, probably due to aforementioned approaching demon.