Latter
Will, Astra, and Alicia wait silently outside the cabin that Willian
is laid up in. The heavy form of Synizn walks through the door, and sadly
shakes his furry head.
"Well," the manbear sighs. "I wish I had better news. He is alive, but.....perhaps
it would be better that he wasn't! He only has a month or less to live.
That injury to his back not only paralyzed him, but makes it difficult
for him to breathe. There's nothing in my.....bag of tricks that can help
him.
"Oh yes there is," Astra suddenly says, tear streaked face suddenly
burning with conviction. She turns and glares at the startled were-folk.
"The answer is so simple! You must bite him."
"WHAT?!" the were-folk shout in shock. Astra holds her ground, unmoved.
"You must infect him with lycanthropy," she states simply, as if talking
to children. "Else he will die in agony. Even if he lives....he'd need
help for the rest of his life for the most basic things. Fred, you know
Will! He is too proud to be someone else's ward.
"Plus he.....," the Amazon princess continues, then stops in frustration.
"Oh, come on! You need to hear this from him to totally understand!"
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 The others follow Astra
into the dimly lit room and stand by Willian's bed. Will looks up at them......
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