"Damn it, leave him alone you bastards! Let us go!"

Envy does what he can to try batting away the hands swarming over Wrath, teeth gritted so hard in anger and pain that it's a wonder they aren't breaking.

He's not thinking straight enough anymore to remember that this is a dream and not reality. The pain is real enough, and so are Wrath's screams.

All he can think of is getting them OUT.