“I don’t like having to wait to step in.” Bug said.

“Neither do we, but from what I’ve read, I don’t think we have a choice, Bug. The only way we can really beat is to turn the tide. It just gets stronger as needed if we all attack together.” Alfred’s voice had become deeper since their trials. Neither he nor Gretel seemed quite as old anymore to Bug.

“No, I understand, I just don’t like it. I really don’t like the idea of monsters with conceptual powers. It’s hard to understand no matter how many times you explain it.” Bug sighed.

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“Alright, guys. Bart and I have everyone convinced. They will join us on the march, and as long as the light is kept up, they will try to sing the whole time.” Gretel walked back to the group with her news.

“Then it’s time to go. We have dragons to slay!” Bug announced loudly.