Dory yelps when the fairies start biting, and the ones who bite hardest get blunted-spike protrusions to their nasty little faces. His wings become hard and shiny, like the protective casing over beetle wings as he drops to one knee, bringing Gwenny down with him. He wraps an arm around her as his feet and other hand sprout claws that he digs into the ground to brace himself for whatever Sarah's calling down on their heads.
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