Alphan looked at the screen outside his Mistress' chamber, seeing the dots that represented his packmates go red "signal lost" and then dark. They'd all sworn to die for mistress, and they would.
Alphan knew the most powerful human mage in existence, and the mother of demons have headed his way. If he could delay them for even a moment, he'd have serve mistress well.
He put on his body armor, made to defend against mundane and magical, along with a weapon that one part semi-automatic rifle, and one part magic wand.
"I will defend Mistress until my last breath. I only hope I buy her enough time to bring those three into her family."
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Though the transformation was not yet complete nor irreversible (a few annoying patches of bare flesh remained), the three six year olds definitely looked more fox than human now. Thinking of their former family brought only feelings of disinterest and indifference, there was only mother and their love for her. All three couldn't wait for their changes to be done.
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"Wait!" Mary yelled. "There was three of them!"
Baba Yaga turned to see the fox pre-schooler who had been the one operating the gatling gun, now hidden underneath his own body armor ... who was now holding a grenade, he pulled the pin. "For Rodger and Bernie!" He shouted out in the voice of the child he was now.
The grenade blasted Baba Yaga back, he flew through the air, and landed with a her entire body smoking on the ground, her body twitched as she laid flat, annoyed at how her body didn't feel like listening to her orders to move. "That was... unpleasant... girls, unless your rings have the power to give them the minds of children as well, I suggest another strategy for the rest that are coming this way." The old witch said without getting up.