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Fighting the spell with help

"I am NOT going to put up with this crap!" Nogard snarled, holding Dragon and Xangord up around the waist. "You two need to fight!"

"So...weak," Dragon said. Xangord could barely hold her head up.

"If we die here," Nogard growled, "who is to say that these two imbeciles won't go after Shalimar, Wynn, and Xink?"

On the screen, the edges went from solid purple to alternating between blue, red, and gray.


"My my, aren't you strong," Red Cravat said, looking at the alternating aura. White Shirt added, "No one before has changed the color of the aura."

Suddenly, the door to the room exploded inward and a werewolf charged in. With a loud roar, it slammed a forearm into the chest of each of the Vampire Brothers to knock them aside. The screen shifted positions as the werewolf picked Dragon's body up and slung her over it's shoulder.

"That idiot needs to take off the charm!" Nogard said, still holding Xangord and Dragon about the waist--though they were sagging less than before. "Dragon, this is your body we're trapped in--again--make that moron take off the gorram charm!"

"I'm trying!" Dragon said, her face screwed up in concentration.

The view on the screen swiveled as the werewolf spun around to defend off an attack. Pulling Dragon's body off his shoulder, the werewolf lay her in the crook of his arm to better protect her.

"He's going to DIE, Dragon!" Nogard snarled as a spray of blood flew across the screen as one of the Vampire Brothers thrust his hand through the werewolf's shoulder.

"Shut UP Nogard!" Xangord said. "Dragon's stronger than the two of us and yet the magical enchantment is nearly too strong for her to break through to say anything!"

"WEAKLINGS!" Nogard yelled. "I'm surrounded by WEAKLINGS!"

From the screen, it was moving jaggedly as the werewolf was running through various halls and dodging attacks. One of the Vampire brothers cried out in delighted surprise and the other said, "A dragon's tail?! So the girl is a dragon rather than a succubus! How delightfully good on our luck at capturing one!"

"More like bad on your luck for capturing this one!" the werewolf called back. Dragon wondered where she had heard the voice before.

But, rather than allowing it to interrupt her concentration, Dragon ignored it for now. "Crap! I don't want to do this--but Nogard, Xangord, I need your help!" [+1]