As was agreed upon, Verne left the SGS building, looking for Allimrac. In this darkness, he didn't think he'd find her. Not even if it were daytime. But from what little he knew about her, he was sure she'd find him instead.

"You're alone." a female voice whispered.

He was right, she would find him.

"Where are you?" he asked into the darkness that surrounded him.

"Where are the others?" was the reply.

"Repairing the damage you've done." Verne replied.

"Good." Verne heard right behind him, which startled him as he turned to look.

Verne tried to seem more courageous than he felt: "Are you older than you look?"

"What's it to you?" Allimrac asked him.

"Because even I am too old for such games." Verne sounded more confident that time.

"Is that supposed to be an insult?" Allimrac didn't sound impressed.

"What did I just say about playing games?" Verne reminded her.

"I sense a lot of fear in you." Allimrac spoke, "It surprises me you've come here at all."

"Yeah, er..." Verne adjusted his glasses, then shook his head, "I'm sorry, what language am I speaking?"

Allimrac smirked: "You're amusing."

Verne cleared his throat: "I suppose so. But anyway, you remember what I came out here for."

"You wanted to see me kill that ghoul." Allimrac said.

"That too." Verne said.

"Too?" Allimrac almost sounded surprised.

"Making friends now." something hissed.

Both shift their heads about, searching for the source of that voice. What they found instead were a group of Polongs, surrounding them. Allimrac had her blades at the ready for this, while Verne used his Changer to change into Boukemerald.

"What is that?" Allimrac wondered.

"So you're one of these colored people he warned me about." that same voice wondered.

"He?" Boukemerald questioned, "You mean Schrek?"

"Yes." the source of the voice came out of the shadows. Verne needed to see only the gleaming red eyes underneath the hood to recognize it as the Ghoul he was chasing.

"He told me he'd help me get rid of this half-breed, but only if I helped him get rid of you and your friends." the Ghoul explained, "Looks like I'll be killing two birds with one stone now."

Boukemerald was confused: "What's that mean?"

The words were barely out of his mouth, or the Polongs already attacked. Strangely, they didn't seem to pay any attention to Boukemerald, as they all attacked Allimrac alone.

"What the..." he couldn't finish his sentence, as the Ghoul attacked him. A heavy battle took place, not just because of how strong the Ghoul was, but there were many moments when Allimrac wanted to help Boukemerald, but the Polongs stopped her from trying. As for Boukemerald, he used every bit of strength that he had in his body to fight this Ghoul, but he was stronger than he anticipated. It didn't take long before the Ghoul had beaten him, to a point that Boukemerald's suit deactivated, leaving Verne more vulnerable to attacks. This distracted Allimrac so much, it gave the Polongs an opening to beat her down as well. Upon doing so, they grabbed hold of her, forcing her to watch, as the Ghoul stood over Verne.

"Now..." it hissed, "... I wanted you to be there when this happens. When I consume him, I'll finally be at full strength, and then... you just try and kill me."

The Ghoul sank down, taking off his hood. Whatever was underneath that hood, it made what Verne could only describe as a smacking sound, as if it was drooling. He tried getting up to defend himself, but his body hurt too much. He was completely helpless to fight back.