As Luna turned her head, the Worg leapt for her... and was promptly stopped by the sudden barriar, falling to the ground, a bit dazed.  But the barriar was weak, wavering, and while Vergil almost complimented her, he snarled lightly as it shattered.  That had bought time, but not a whole lot.  Shaking its head, the Word tried to regain its senses, that likely wouldn't take long.<br/><br/>"Yes, and I somehow doubt telling them that you getting raped and drained will inspire confidence in me being able to help them!"  Vergil stated, moving himself between the Worg and Luna.  It wouldn't by much, but that barriar seemed to form when she wanted to protect, perhaps if she thought another's life was in danger...  "You need to run.  If I die, its not a major issue.  If they get you, if this thing drains you dry, we'll have lost a hope, and they've have gained a powerful source of power.  Go on, get out, i'll get its attention..."<br/><br/>The worg had finally regained its composure, and once more charged at Luna and Vergil, its mouth shot open, it seemed clear that it would tear Vergil apart to get to Luna, unless she could do something to stop it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>