"Calaine!" Fenrich shouted, rushing to his comrade's aid alongside Valvatorez. The two boys gathered around Calaine's twitching body as she lay in a heap over the crumbled pieces of the boulder. Suddenly, in a swift involuntary moment, Calaine sat up, eyes wide, blood red, "Calaine..?"

'Admit the regret, Admit the revenge, Admit it all.'

Fenrich and Valvatorez exchanged a glance, they had both heard the familiar voice, and it terrified them to being nearly paralyzed.

'Help me, where are you going? Come back! It hurts!'

Calaine stood in an awkward moment. Her knees bent and she pushed herself up quickly. Her shadow appeared on the ground and suddenly stretch across the ground and up against the cliff. Laharl and the others watched in wonder as the werewolf's shadow latched onto her body and lifted its arms in unison with Calaine as if she was a marionette. Calaine ran at the trio before them and jumped into the air, coming down on the foreign overlord. She stood above his shaking body as he was pinned to the ground below. She brought her thumb to the Overlord's jugular, pressing down forcefully.

"Calaine," Valvatorez yelled, "Stop that at once! We do not kill!"

Calaine's head whipped around in a growl. Slowly, she removed herself from the terrified overlord and turned to Valvatorez, "You." A demonic voice rose from Calaine's parted lips, "It was your entire fault!" The shadow forced Calaine into a run towards Val and she readied her fist and went you a punch to his gut.

Suddenly, the punch stopped as a hand clutched around her knuckles. She looked up with the blood red eyes to see Fenrich crushing her hand in his strong grip. She bore her teeth at him and went to spit poison words when he spoke, "Think about what you're doing. I'm afraid if you hurt Lord Val, I'll have to do the same to you."

"Didn't you hear the screams, Fenrich?" The demonic voice of Calaine arose once again, "When I was burning, you did nothing!" She twisted her arm, breaking away from Fenrich's grip and punched him with her other fist right underneath his rib cage. Fenrich dropped to a single knee and watched hopelessly as Calaine jumped over him and leaped onto Valvatorez.

Val flinched as he was tackled to the ground and he looked up into Calaine's abnormal eyes, "Think about what you're doing."

"T-Think about what I'm doing!" Calaine roared. The shadow seemed to gain more power from Calaine's rage as he grew bigger and less translucent, "Why! Because you thought about saving me from the flames! You didn't hesitate to leave me to die, why should I do the same for you!" She grabbed Val's neck with his hands and cut off his main air supply, "Forever hear the screams you ignored as you burn in Hell."

Meanwhile, no one noticed the overlord and his underlings as they escaped from the horror show displayed before them. Fenrich pushed himself to his feet as he heard the dying gasps of his master. He raced for Calaine and grabbed her neck, throwing her away from his lord. Valvatorez gasped for air as his airways opened once again.

Calaine landed abruptly on the ground and slowly, she struggled to her feet. She had been severely injured but she still persisted, or at least the shadow attached to her pushed her onward. Calaine took unsteady steps towards Fenrich, one at a time. The shadow slowly faded until it was a mere outline. Calaine's eyes flickered from their natural yellow to the bloody red as she progressed.

"You don't have to do this," Fenrich warned, "Fight it." But despite his warning, he still readied his fists. Calaine loomed towards him and raised her own fists. Fenrich let out a smile as he realized she was too weak to actually pose a threat. As she threw her punch, she was significantly slowed down. She tripped over her own feet and punched Fenrich lightly in the arm as she fell against him. The shadow faded entirely from her body and her eyes regained their natural color.

Val joined Fenrich's side and looked down at the limp, unconscious werewolf, "She's becoming more unstable. The first time she was able to fight the shadow, now she can't." He seemed genuinely worried about his stewardess.

Fenrich nodded as he picked her up in his arms, "Looks like that overlord ran away while we were distracted." But it doesn't matter as long as she's okay. He thought to himself as he and Lord Val made their way back towards Hades.