Dorian watched the behemoth exit the small dune buggy. He almost sighed when he saw this figure from his past,<em>'the creature who had fought for the Allies?!</em>' He mentally cursed the fickle threads of fate.<br/><br/>His memories drug him back to 1943. He was an adviser to the Fuhrer, then he had been known as Willhiem Wullf. He remembered the embarrassment of having to pull his scattered dust and fragments back together afterwards.<br/><br/>That gullible fool Himmler had granted him the honorary title of general then. Granted him access to the Vatican's libraries where he had discovered the location of the Spear of Wotan. It had almost been in his grasp when the Allies had launched their offensive. He remembered the full moon a top the castle turrets in the countryside. He had took comfort in the poor weather and believed no invasion would be possible for several days. That fool Himmler even had some troops stand down, and many of his senior officers were absent. He had watched as the night sky had lit up with a million fireflies. When that small battalion had come like thieves in the night, stealing his prize from his gasp.<br/><br/>Shaking away the haze of time, Dorian smirked. "<strong>Well I get that alot</strong>." He looked over the creature that had caused him such trouble then. It had not changed much over the decades, its skin still looked like dried leather. He remembered how resistant it had been to either bullet or blade, but these were different times. He doubted a straight forward attack would be necessary, when deception would work far better. He was quickly becoming glad that he had bloodied his outfit with his little accident now.<br/><br/><strong>"I am Major James Asher, Sir. I am a member of Her Majesty's Special Air Service. You a Yank?" </strong>He slipped easily into a London accent.<strong>"Had a bit of a scrape here myself," </strong>he points down at his bloody pant leg.<strong>"Don't suppose you have a first aid kit handy in that buggy of yours do you? I can wrap it up myself, but I'm afraid I was separated from my patrol."</strong><br/>