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// Evil Overlords and Extradimensional Beings, oh my! 
// Story: Wielder of the Orb: Third Time's the Charm 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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"Rrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...tuuurn... tooooo... maa-ast...er..." the creature groaned again, clawing at the window, "Right...fuuuuullly hiiiiiiiissssssss--"

"I'm back!" Lightning Rod chirped, kicking the door open as he heaved a piece of heavy machinery into place at the doorway, "Night, open the window when I say go! And run like heck outta the way while you're at it."

Nightshade gawked at the device.

"What even is that thing?"

"Railgun. Built it myself. Neat, isn't it?"

The mare shook her head. "Y-y'know, just... let's just get rid of that demon thingy and forget any of this happened. 'Kay?"

"Yeah."

"Also, Nightshade?"

The mare glanced at her roommate, an eyebrow cocked.

"Might wanna cover your ears. This isn't exactly... conventional as far as railguns go."

Following Lightning's suggestion, Nightshade covered both ears with her hooves and crouched down, Orb underneath her as the stallion pulled a lever back on the railgun.

A mechanical whirr emanated from the railgun as a small, faux-leather pouch emerged from a hatch, followed by several magically-enchanted rings studded with gemstones.

"Ready?!" Lightning hollered, "Nightshade, go!"

Nightshade took a hoof off her ear, swiping the window open before making a mad dash to the side of the room. Lightning pulled another lever down, forcing the pouch to tip forward and open. A shrill, piercing howl filled the room as an unending stream of fur rushed before Nightshade's eyes and out the window, impacting whatever creature it was that had been there before.

Lightning Rod pulled the lever back up, cutting off the stream of blurry fur.

"What even were those?" Nightshade gawked, peeking out the window once the fur had exited, "They were coming out too fast for me to tell."

"Wolves."

"Wolves?"

"I mean," Lightning Rod shrugged, "What else do you think a Wolf Railgun would use as ammo?"

Nightshade shook her head, glancing back to the Orb for a moment before returning her gaze to the window. The echo of howls filled the air, combined with the eldrich screeches of whatever creature it was that formerly clung to the window.

"...Where did you even get so many wolves?"

"Eh, some merchant guy I met at a convention. Said that his Ogres and Oubliettes party didn't need an old bag of holding anymore and let me have it for a few bits. Though, I remember hearing him freak out about selling the wrong bag when I was leaving. Either way, he mentioned that it's a so-called nerfed item compared to the original that it was modeled after, so I think that somewhere out there, there's an even crazier bag filled with wolves."

"What."

"Bag I bought at some random convention is filled with an infinite supply of wolves that magically disappear after a certain amount of time. I decided to weaponize it."

"...Oh."

"Yeah."

The bed suddenly burst into flames as devilish laughter filled the room.

"Gah!" Lightning Rod exclaimed, swiveling the railgun at the bed, "Great, we're dealing with fire demons now, too?"

"MORTAL," a deep voice boomed, "OUR MASTER DEMANDS THAT YOU RETURN WHAT IS RIGHTFULLY HIS."

Nightshade stepped back toward her roommate, the Orb held tight in her aura as she blew a raspberry. 

The flaming bed extinguished itself as the black smoke of the flames formed itself into a wispy body, clearly facepalming.

"Okay, geez," the figure grumbled, its voice much, much higher pitched than it had been moments ago, "Just when I thought that the boss had sent us out on an easy job. Just... just hand that thingy over and we'll consider sparing your world when the time comes. No need to be bratty about it."

"What."

"Bah, world domination crap that I'm definitely not paid enough to assist in. Do you know how low the pay is for the position of Henchman?"

Nightshade glanced down at the Orb, then back at the wispy figure. 

"So, you're just here 'cause it's your job?"

The figure shrugged. "Pretty much. Though, you kinda decimated the physical body of the other guy back there. Couldn't care less 'bout him anyway. He even gave me the creeps."

"Um..."

"Anyhow, I think I could probably just say that you overpowered me and the creepy guy that was on your window, so I'm just gonna go now. Toodles!"

Without another word, the smoke faded away, and the bed un-burnt itself. The room fell into complete and utter silence.

Lightning Rod cleared his throat, pushing the Wolf Railgun aside as he glanced at Nightshade.

"What the buck just happened?"