John needed to do something, and fast. He was the bandleader. He couldn't let anything happen to any of his mates.
The Beast lifted his huge, fanged head and growled a terrible growl at Ringo again, who looked absolutely terrified but refused to let go. His Crown seemed to be glowing brighter as he struggled with the Beast. The Beast didn't seem to like that at all, his eyes blinking in a very disturbing way as he stared murderously at Ringo. Hmm. John glanced down at George, partly just to make sure he was still all right. George was unmoving, except his whole body was trembling, but his hand...
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