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Irena hissed at him. Kringle's eyes fell upon David next.
"And what the hell are you? A were-onion?"
David released the dead helper. "I'm David Kessler. Werecoral. "
"David Kessler. Yes. You're also on my list. Now who is this crazy bitch?"
Phyllis put her hands on her hips and stuck out her jaw. "Phyllis Lawanda Marisha Taleena Allenby. Am I on your stupid-ass list, too?"
"No. "
"No? You sure 'bout that, fat man?"
Kringle smiled.
"I checked it twice. "
Phyllis's eyes went mean.
"You saying I'm not one of them? I'm one of them. I'm one of them in my heart, you giant sack of - "
"Enough!"
Ryan stood up and walked over to Kringle.
"And who are you, little human?"
"I'm tired of running, Christopher. I've been running for too long. "
Kringle's brow furrowed.
"That voice. I know that voice. "
"I had some work done. Changed my human face. But I'm sure you'll recognize this one. "
Ryan's body shook, and then he transformed into a werewolf. A giant werewolf, several feet taller than Weston.
Kringle took a step back, his face awash with fear.
"Bob. "
Weston watched, awestruck, as this millennia-old battle played out before him.
Kringle snarled, raising up his awful Satan Claws.
Bob bared his teeth and howled, a gut-churning cry that reverberated to the core of Weston's very soul.
But before either of them attacked, before either of them even moved, Kris Kringle's head rolled off his shoulders and onto the floor by Bob's feet.
Phyllis Lawanda Marisha Taleena Allenby, scythe in hand, brought the blade down and speared the tip into Kringle's decapitated head, holding it up so it faced her.
"Am I on your list now, muthafucker?"
Bob peered down at Phyllis, his lupine jaw hanging open.
"You just killed Kris Kringle. "
"Damn easy, too. Why the hell didn't you do that five thousand years ago?"
