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The minions that remained, unaware of what transpired within the castle walls, suddenly found themselves facing the dragons. Retreating to a strictly defensive position, the minions took cover behind their shields from the dragons' fiery breath. "Where is Stan?" the first dragon demanded with his deep voice. Misty stepped out into the slow rain, from the covering of the castle, and spoke to the two dragons in an authoritative tone, "I am Agent Misty of His Royal Majesty's Secret Service. Stan was indeed here but he is now protecting two unicorns and a unicorn's true love." "LIES!" the first dragon roared. "It's true. Come. I will show you where Stan crashed through the dining room window, and the gem that once belonged on his forehead." "The jewel... it's gone from his forehead?" As Misty spoke, the rain eased even further. "When the orb was shattered, the jewel fell off; and the bracelet, that controlled him, broke. The ogre, who enslaved your brother, is dying as we speak. He grows weaker as your brother Stan escorts the unicorns further away." The rain stopped and a guard came running from the castle, "Oliver, our master is dead. It's over." |
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