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Everyone sprang into action. Benyst took Noiryn by the hand, and they moved swiftly from the room, Royal muttered something about supplies and slipped out after them, Spin hot on his heels.
"I need to change," I said to myself. My suit had gotten ruined down in the Caves, I really should have changed hours ago.
"Do you require assistance?" Grog asked.
"Good thinking, yes, yes I do need your help. Come on."
I scooped the two gargoyles off the table and made quick work of the stairs. The gargoyles hung on tight all the way up to my room. I sat down on the bed and Brog began to slice me free of the old suit with his sharp nails, while Grog started rummaging through the closets.
I looked in the mirror as Brog began to expose my flesh to the glass. I still looked quite shocking
