Note: The next chapter's out this Sunday with privileged chapters up next week. Enjoy!
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Still, it wasn't like I could uncork the vial in my hand all willy-nilly. Saving the day was never going to be that easy. More importantly, with the possessed King Drake clinging to me like an upsized tick, my arms were pinned to my sides, leaving me unable to do something as simple as shoving a vial full of magnites into his big, bearded mouth which was foaming at the corners—proof that the demon wolf's shadow had turned this dwarf mad.
The mad king—heh.
It wasn't all bad though.
From behind, Liara was trying to pry King Drake off me, and with her eyes glowing hot like the demonic coals of Múspellsheimr, I knew she'd be able to do it…eventually. It helped that the tendrils of shadow that clung to me were already receding back into King Drake, though that might make the exorcism harder.
