"In a few short moments, I will turn back into a human; a curse that happens every night at midnight.  You are to take this."  [Flynn took out a rather ominous looking dagger.]  "Strike right here, in the heart.  I have been told the curse will break and I will remain human and never turn into the demon.  But, I don't know that I believe it.  It may be that you shall kill me."  Flynn put his arm around her, pulling her close to him.  "I'm sorry if I'm stealing this last hug; I just want to feel a caring human by my side before it's over.  One way or the other, you shall end my curse."<br/><br/>The two just laid there, by the tree; it was not long. The scales on the body became smoother; the red color began going flesh; the visage and horns were slowly being erased.  The pants the demon wore soon became too large, covering his body.  He fell back; the demon, Flynn, and his voice were barely still present.  "Please Amora, whatever I say ... whatever I do ... strike ..."