Sarra fell into the rubble again and immediately jumped back into the air. She was dizzy and she had trouble staying aloft; she figured that it was a psychological effect of being in toy land. Her only current comfort was that the bizarre vertigo was fading to manageable levels. She splashed into a puddle and her swearing was cut short by a voice. She took on her human shape and kept herself low.
“Jack, we had a deal. Get up.”
Sarra’s head floated up to look over a former wall and she saw Jack half reform. His lower body was a puddle. A woman stood over him. Sarra had some lewd thoughts because of the tight catsuit and dark bobbed hair; although being sexy did not seem to be the woman’s intention.
“Morgan.” Jack said. “I experienced my transformation again in that eye; my one stupid, stupid mistake in life.” His anger grew.
Morgan lorded over Jack with crossed arms and a scowl. Morgan’s frustration gained an edge of vague interest.
“Up there, in that vortex?”
“We were in play land first, and then the four of us reopened my wound.”
“How could that be?”
Jack formed a leg from his globular mass and ‘stepped up’ from the vanishing puddle to a normal height. Morgan bit her fingernail and Jack stood there, looking slightly dizzy. His face elongated downward slightly with one eye falling faster than the other one.
“Jack is the dragon, then…” Sarra said.
Morgan took a minute to think and then looked at Jack.
“Never us mind that now, I shall repair the damage and make you normal when we are through, Jack. We shall focus on Anne now. Ascend, Jack, and bring her to me.”
Jack straightened up and sighed. He looked up at Anne and Levan and flew off.
“Fly my gooey, fly.” Sarra said. She stood up to shorten her neck and then flew after Jack.
Morgan sighted Sarra and pulled out her wand.
“Even the noblest of heroes meet their end at the hands of someone in love and out for revenge… in damnatio memoraie, EnWol.”
Morgan spread her feet, grateful that she had decided to leave the high heels at home, and took aim. Two swaths of blue flames twirled around Morgan and picked up speed as they neared the wand. They blurred at the tip, paused, and then exploded into the air, straight for Sarra.