((He stepped on the guard's head, he only pushed the ax-man down))<br/><br/>"Crystal's right.  It seems that you have no desire for our help.  So here, have your precious Billy back."  After a couple seconds, the body of a seven year old Billy slips from Drake.  "He could have grown to his full age, but you don't want our help."  He stares down at Billy's sleeping form, a two foot blue tail coming off his lower back and small black talons replacing his nails.