[center][h2][color=DarkKhaki]Wolfram[/color] & [color=Magenta]Vera[/color] & [color=007236]Vernon 2.0[/color][/h2][/center]
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Vera was down on her knees at this point, desperately clutching at her lacerated brow. She was aware there was a battle going on in response to her injury, but quite frankly she was in too much pain to worry about it. A bit of a shame, really. It sounded like a good one.

She was snapped out of her agonized stupor by "Andras" coming to check on her.

She didn't answer the girl, instead instinctively raising a fist to knock the girl's hand away. But then she stopped, looking away. It really did hurt... maybe a little help was fine.

[color=Magenta]"I'm... fine..."[/color] she insisted, but still reached out for the hand. Nothing. [color=Magenta]"Wh-?"[/color] She fished around for Andras, but to no avail. No hand. Had she already rescinded her offer because of Vera's fist? She looked up to see two strange people kidnapping the demon, but not really, girl. Vera blinked. Had she been hit that hard? This was a hallucination right? A very vivid one if so.

Nope, pretty sure it was real. Well, she'd just have Wolf figure it out.

She spun around, [color=Magenta]"WOLF!"[/color]

Just as the hammer began to drop, Wolf froze up at Vera's voice. He turned his head to see the kidnapping in progress. He glanced back at Vernon, [color=DarkRed]"[b]Lucky...[/b]"[/color] Then, without missing a beat, he swung his hammer, but in a new direction. He let go mid-swing and it took off like a buzzing missile through the air, smashing into the ground before Andras and her assaulters. It sprayed them with dirt and debris. Most importantly, it made a sort of smoke-screen. 

He took off like a shot blitzing the distance between them before the dust could settle. Once through the dust cloud, he immediately picked a target. It happened to be Bertrand. He reached out, intending to grab him by the face and slam him down like the winning touchdown at a game. 

Assuming success, his next move would be to recall his hammer in a swirl of smoke and aim the top spike at his throat before turning to the other kidnapper, [color=DarkRed]"[b]Let. Go.[/b]"[/color]

[color=007236]"I'd listen to angry boy in armor if I were you."[/color] Vernon had taken the chance to reach Celine's opposite side, arm outstretched and ready to open fire. He then winced, [color=007236]"That hammer hits like a freight train."[/color]