But before the three women could even finish the first round of the mystical spell, the door burst open.
Tony was on all fours on the floor.
In a blur three burly men entered clad in some sort of flak jackets inscribed with strange glowing runes.
The ladies shrieked and blots of green, purple and orange electricity struck the men but it didn’t seem to have an effect as the runes on their jackets glowed blue, red and yellow and deflected the attack spells.
The men leveled shotguns. The burly brown bearded leader growled out, “Eat technomagic, bitch!”
He fired and caught Lucinda square in the chest with something that looked like a dragon round, but wasn’t. The glowing blue fire consumed the witch and she fell to the ground a smoldering heap of ash, completely unrecognizable as human.
Another large burly blond bearded man fired and Red fire consumed Pricilla with the same results.
Quickly Bethany cast a spell and was surrounded by a shimmering purple aura. The Third man just as burly with a thick black beard fired and yellow fire consumed the shield, a second blast reduced Bethany to ash.
Having taken care of that, the three men set about room, destroying potions and chanting spells that consumed books and other items in the same kinds of fire that consumed the witches.
When they were done, they attended to Tony.
“Come with us, if you want to be mostly human again.” The black bearded man said as he offered the partially changed man his hand.
“Alfric,” the blond addressed the brown bearded man, “Circe’s gonna be pissed. We took out three of her best tonight.”
“Yeah, well Circe can go screw herself, she was operating this little scheme without permission and when we file the report and show the higher ups our evidence, she’s gonna have to answer for what she’s done. Besides, do you honestly think I’m scared of Circe? I’ve dealt with her before. Get this man out of here, Brennius. Bjorn, help Brennius, let’s get out of here.” Bjorn grabbed a cover from somewhere in the room and covered the naked, partially horse-man and the two huge men gently carried Tony out of the place.
With that they took Tony to a black van with a silver logo on it that looked as if it were logo and magic symbol in one. It glowed faintly silver.
“It’s OK,” Bjorn said to Tony, “you’ll get help where we’re taking you.”
“Who are you guys?” Tony asked.
“Let’s just say we’re the good guys. Ever hear of a Mage called Merlin?” Bjorn asked.
“Yeah, but he’s just a legend.” Tony said.
Brennius laughed, “…And so is Circe.”
The van pulled away and Tony relaxed. Three beautiful brutes had just saved his gay ass from becoming a horse. He thanked whatever powers there were that they had.
When they arrived at whatever destination the van drove to, the back doors opened and Tony saw…