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Sturgis pressed the Ring of Muscle against his palms, clearing his thoughts and summoning an image into his mind. The stallion forced himself to focus, concentrating on that one image and directing his thoughts to his palms. Gentle emanations of warmth began spreading from between his hands as the ring responded to him at last. Sturgis continued to focus, feeling the ring twisting and rolling within his grip, keeping it there until its movements finally ceased. Sturgis propped his fingers open, sneaking a peek at the final product.

The ring's appearance had changed! Sturgis almost bounced with glee, having finally gotten the hang of manipulating the ring's appearance thanks to the book he had read back at the McCormick residence. Sturgis admired his work. The ring was much thinner now, smooth with a spherical lock in the middle. For the first time in his life, Sturgis was glad Club Flex had forced him to have his nipples pierced. The stallion slid the ring horizontally through his nipples, delighting in the arousal it caused him. His pecs were so muscled and his nipples so perky, the ring actually dangled a few millimetres away from his chest. Satisfied, Sturgis pulled down his shirt and buttoned his jacket.

A few weeks had passed since his unavoidable hulk-out at the McCormick residence, and Sturgis was glad nobody had tried to attack him yet. He had even managed to squeeze two or three workouts a day at the construction yard, the crazy pump he had got each time was starting to rub off on his regular body. While he still hadn't succeeded in bringing out his eight-pack, Sturgis couldn't deny the muscular definition the workouts were giving him, and had even stopped going to his regular gym all together. The guys thought he had moved to some big hardcore gym, which would explain his rippling, contest-ready musculature.

Sturgis eased his way out of the cramp bathroom and into the frigid winter air, his heavy boots trudging against densely-packed snow. It had been ages since he had last seen snow, and that was only because of a freak storm that passed over the town. The university had announced a ski trip out of the blue, apparently the result of an overjoyed investor deciding to give back to the school. No one really knew what the dean meant by that, choosing instead to focus on celebrating a solid week up in the mountains. Sturgis had been depressed over not being able to see his makeshift gym. He doubted he'd have the privacy to even use the ring, let alone workout in his hulk-form. Sturgis had transferred the ring to his nipple as a safeguard. He just couldn't risk his roommate(s) pulling off the ring while he slept.

Then something hard and wet collided against the side of his head. Sturgis automatically realised it had been a snowball, somebody had challenged him! The stallion turned, snorting at his aggressor, and was greeted with the sight of two wolves frozen in mid toss. They had their heads turned to him, one of them looked aghast, having obviously struck Sturgis instead of his intended target.

"You guys are going to get it now," Sturgis growled, his face twisting into a wide smirk.

The wolves didn't immediately react, their eyes following Sturgis as the stallion knelt, digging his hands into the snow and rolling from it ammunition the size of basketballs.

"Oh_shit_!" one of them cried, gesturing at Sturgis's snowballs, "They're HUGE!"

And then they were off! The wolves screamed and yelled hysterically as Sturgis hurled his snowbombs at them, dodging and jumping through many of their peers. Sturgis pursued them relentlessly throughout the mid-mountain rest stop, his snowballs powerful enough to floor even members of the wrestling team. A few minutes were all it took for the entire rest stop to break out in a humongous snowball fight. Sturgis laughed as he landed a clean hit against one of the wolves.

The battle raged for a good half an hour before the tour buses were refuelled, and everyone was laughing and cheering when the time came to resume the journey up to the ski resort. Sturgis squeezed in with the rest of the excited crowd. Perhaps he could enjoy this trip after all.

***

"...and room 37 will be occupied... by Brawn and Sturgis!"

Brawn, who had been snoozing against his rucksack, snapped to attention. This was impossible! It was as though he was authoring his very own fantasy story, directing every possible element into his favour. Brawn sprung to his feet, scanning the dozing crowd for anything covered in white fur. Sturgis had already squeezed his way to the front and collected the keys. Brawn had to resist licking his lips as he stepped over the sleeping bodies.

Sturgis was waiting for him by the lift lobby, his flowing mane a shimmering, aquamarine-blue. Brawn, fighting to control his turbulent emotions, managed to extend a warm greeting. Sturgis gave him an easy smile, reciprocating Brawn's compliment. The stallion had removed his jacket, and Brawn had bit his lip at the sight of Sturgis's rippling muscles. The unicorn's arms weren't nearly as big as his, but Sturgis's development was short of crazy. Brawn could make out the crevices that separated each striated lump of flesh that bulged from his arm. The shirt was loose, but Brawn was sure Sturgis's abdominals were just as chiselled. It was incredible for someone to reach such a state without the Band of Fortitude. Sturgis was just one pair of posers and a bottle of oil away from a contest-ready muscle body.

The muscle-bull hated to admit it, but Sturgis was effing jacked. He couldn't compete with the bull in terms of size and weight, but the shape of his build, those broad shoulders that tapered down to an incredibly narrow waist, was enough to get Brawn hot under the collar. He was even having trouble keeping still as the lift took them to their floor. Sturgis didn't talk, but every now and then he would make a little shift here or a tiny movement there that, teasing Brawn with his power. It was as though Sturgis was designed to seduce. Brawn was consciously swallowing his drool by the fifth floor and fighting not to tackle Sturgis by the eighth. He had to wait just a little more, he told himself, just wait until they were safe in the privacy of their room where no one could see them.

Ping.

Sturgis gave Brawn a questioning glance as the bull let out a huge sigh of relief. Still, the unicorn said nothing, sweeping out of the elevator and giving his flowing mane a casual toss. Brawn, who was a good six feet away by then, felt the tantalizing scent of an ocean breeze slamming into his nostrils with the gentleness of a tsunami. The huge bull felt his knees weakening, barely held in check by the Band of Fortitude. Gingerly, Brawn pushed himself forward, following Sturgis to their bedroom.

"There you are," commented the unicorn, sticking his head out from the open door, "You should see the room. They gave us a single king."

Brawn followed Sturgis into the room. It wasn't very big, with the bulk of the space taken up by an enormous king-sized bed. It seemed they had been assigned a couples room either by accident or by circumstance, Brawn couldn't hear anybody walking about outside or in the rooms beside them. The bull watched as Sturgis turned his back to him, dragging his things into a corner and kicking off his boots. His heart was pounding in his chest, he had waited so long. It was now or never.

Sturgis was pinned in an instant. The unicorn didn't even flinch as the huge bull seized him from behind and slammed him against the wall. Brawn pushed his hulking body against the smaller male, holding him back with the sheer weight of his muscles. He could almost taste Sturgis's scent this close. His billowing mane smelled of the ocean breeze, and yet underneath that Brawn could detect an intense, masculine scent that sent shivers all the way to his toes.

"Well?" Sturgis purred, his face grinning wickedly, "Aren't you going to say anything?"

"T-The ring," Brawn gasped, unable to keep himself from trembling, "I know you have it somewhere. Give it to me!"

"Is that really what you want from me?" Sturgis cooed, articulating with his long tongue, "Your package feels so... hard."

Sturgis gave his cock a mighty flex, pressing the hot flesh against Brawn's bulge. Almost immediately the bull heard himself whimper, his cock throbbing and hardening in his pants. Sturgis did it again, unbalancing the huge bull and pushing him onto the bed. Brawn couldn't help himself, what was he doing? Why couldn't he steal the ring from Sturgis? The muscle-bull swallowed, his face blushing as Sturgis crawled on top of him and pressed their hot bulges together.

"Get naked, stud."

Brawn wanted this. Deep down his body craved this with a vengeance. The bull brought his hands to his shirt and tore it clean off his chest, exposing his hulking muscles for all to see. He even tore off his jeans, the thick material no match for his bulging arm muscles. By the time his underwear came off, his foot-long cock was completely erect and leaking with pre. Sturgis's face lit up at the sight of Brawn's muscular body, he clearly liked what he saw. The muscled bull could only whimper and gasp as Sturgis began to strip, teasing him and shocking him and filling his balls with arousal. The stallion knew what he was doing. Brawn had watched enough porno in his life to know how good it could get. But to see Sturgis giving him such a show! Brawn was dying to lunge at that stud right now. He wanted those muscles against his warm lips. He wanted the stud to fuck him senseless. He wanted to feel, to kiss, to caress every inch of that award-winning body with his tongue.

Sturgis, rippling with muscle and naked like the day he was born, crawled onto the bed and pressed his semi-hard against Brawn's throbbing cock.

"OOH!"

"Yeah," Sturgis growled, "You like that don't you?"

Brawn could only whimper as the stallion reached down, wrapping their cocks together with his hands. The bull whined, unable to stop himself yet again, as Sturgis began jerking their erections. It was hotter than Brawn could have imagined. Stallion and bull meat throbbing against each other with each toe-curling pump, forcing him closer and closer to the edge with each passing second.

"Oh god," Brawn moaned, his muscles twitchy from arousal, "I'm gonna cum!"

"That was quick." Sturgis said, pulling his cock away and giving Brawn's member a hard flick.

"UGHH!" Brawn cried, his entire body going into convulsions as his cock erupted, splattering himself with his juices. Sturgis pressed his cock against his bulging member, causing him to wail as his cock spurted anew. The stallion leaned in on him, squishing their erections between their muscular bodies. Brawn couldn't control himself anymore, he could see the Ring of Muscle dangling from Sturgis's nipple, but he looked so fucking sexy with it the bull couldn't bring himself to do anything. Sturgis's warm breath bathed his face, and Brawn found himself cricking his neck up in wanting. The stallion was just a little bit out of reach, grinding his muscular body against the bull, smearing Brawn's cum between their furry muscles.

"P-Please..." Brawn moaned, trying to reach Sturgis's strong features, "P-Please..."

And the stallion fell upon him, crushing those luscious lips into his face. Brawn could only moan as Sturgis's tongue tore into his throat, sucking and kissing and licking the satisfaction from the helpless bull. Brawn could even feel the Ring of Muscle rubbing against his pecs as Sturgis frenched him. It was just there, if he ripped it off right now he would be done!

Brawn trembled against Sturgis, he couldn't do it. His hands wouldn't obey him, his body only wanting to fondle this hunky piece of meat. Sturgis moaned against his lips, exciting him so hard his body shook with arousal. It had been almost an hour before Sturgis broke the kiss, leaving Brawn helplessly smitten as the unicorn flipped him over. Brawn's eyes grew wide as Sturgis positioned himself behind him and, without warning, slammed 13 inches of stallion-meat into Brawn's virgin hole.

"ARGHH!" Brawn cried. Pain and pleasure shot from his rear like fireworks, causing him to writhe and flex from the sensations.

"Big man never had some cock before?" Sturgis breathed, clearly enjoying himself, "No wonder your ass is so fucking tight."

The stallion slumped onto Brawn's back, breathing hard and incredibly tense. He was humping Brawn in long, slow reps, driving him insane with that meaty cock.

"You like this don't you," Sturgis moaned, "Big fucking bull is a hungry cock slut isn't he?"

Brawn could only moan. Sturgis was right. He wanted this so badly, so much pleasure filled his insides, making the pain that much tolerable. Sturgis reached for his hand, encircling the ring on his middle finger. Almost immediately Brawn clenched his fist, trying to throw the unicorn off his body. He was trying to protect the ring, but only succeeded in bouncing Sturgis's cock through his ass, sending him back onto the bed in loud moans. Sturgis slid the Ring of Vigour off Brawn's trembling hand, easily overcoming his meagre resistance.

"Oh god," he whispered as Sturgis slid the ring onto his finger, "W-What are you going to do?"

"Isn't it obvious?" said the beefy stallion. Sturgis had not taken the Band of Fortitude from Brawn, and they both knew what the stallion was intending to do to him.

"I'm just giving you what you want," said the sexy stud, "Just what _you_want."

"Golrentius!"

***

Brawn screamed, screamed as Sturgis's cock grew fucking monstrous! The bull was writhing and shaking and moaning as the stallion's cock bulged and bulged and bulged, stretching his ass further and further apart as he hulked out inside him. Sturgis's voice was getting deeper, stronger and manlier as muscles exploded from every crevice on his body. Brawn could see the unicorn's silhouette heaving and bulging against the wall. His muscles were expanding at an alarming rate, filling the air with the sound of stretching leather. Sturgis's titanic quads were crushing against his thighs, the unicorn getting heavier and heavier with muscle as he continued hulking out, causing the bed to creak in protest. Brawn could feel the heat coming from Sturgis's crazy muscles as the stallion loomed over him, punching his fists into the bed on either side of his head. He was breathing hard, and with each breath his muscular body would swell even further.

Those hands! Oh my fuck they were fucking huge, big enough to grip basketballs and strong enough to burst them. Sturgis's herculean chest muscles flexed against his back suddenly, causing him to yelp. Brawn realised just how huge the stallion had grown. Sturgis was almost eight feet tall and exploding with bulging, rippling muscle. But it was his cock that made Brawn's mouth dry up. It was a fucking monster. Huge to end the meaning of huge! It was enormous, gargantuan, a fucking beast of a cock and bigger than anything Brawn ever had growing from his crotch.

Sturgis sat back, and suddenly Brawn was lifted off the fucking bed, still skewered upon_FOUR FUCKING FEET_ of titanic stallion beef. That cock was unfathomably muscled and unbelievably strong, no matter how Brawn moved or struggled, the mighty shaft refused to move even a millimetre. The veins that throbbed across the swollen shaft were thick as garden hoses. Brawn could even feel them pulsating hard against his soft inner linings.

"Like what you see, stud?" growled a deep, reverberating baritone that sent shivers up his spine, "Then you'll like this."

A massive,massive fist swallowed his calves. Brawn, still impaled upon Sturgis's titanic pillar of love-muscle, screamed as his body was forceful turned against the stallion's cock. Brawn took one look at Sturgis, and gasped.

"Oh god," he whimpered, "Oh god."

Sturgis had turned into a fucking beast. His fucking body was fucking HUGE! HUGE! His pecs were fucking godlike, huger than pillows and bulging with rippling, striated, cable-like muscle. His arms were easily 30 inches around, bigger than basketballs and decorated with massive veins. His quads were crazy, insane, fucking mountains of teardrop shaped muscle bursting from his thighs like muscular mountains. Brawn was losing it. He knew he was losing it. Almost immediately his cock was rock hard and erupting all over the beefy hulk. Sturgis chuckled brutishly, his face twisting into an evil smirk.

Brawn suddenly felt himself falling back as Sturgis's cock muscles relaxed, sending the heavy shaft slamming into the bed like a fallen tree. The bull, still overstuffed with solid cockflesh, flailed as his orgasm was taken to new heights, helpless as Sturgis's cock hefted him back into the skyscraper position before letting him fall back again. Up and down and up and down, Brawn screamed and howled and wailed as his cock fired jets of cum everywhere and anywhere. The fucking beast was playing with him, his rumbling voice laughing at his plight.

When Brawn's orgasm finally subsided, Sturgis all but yanked him off his swollen cockhead and crushed him against his muscles. Brawn felt small, helpless. Sturgis was the hairy beast protecting him from the dangers of the modern world. The bull pressed his face against the stallion's hairy pecs. All that excess testosterone had caused pubic hair to sprout from all over Sturgis's body, just as it had done for Brawn. Only it seemed the dye from Sturgis's wild mane had somehow spread to the rest of him. Brawn buried his face into the ocean-blue chest fuzz. The hairs were dense and thick, reeking of Sturgis's manly musk. The stallion's chest pubes covered the entire expanse of his heavy pecs, mixing in with the white of his fur and trailing down between his mortar-brick eight-packed abdominals, forming a veritable jungle at the base of his cock.

Brawn grinded his erection against Sturgis's hairy abs, causing him to moan. The unicorn's coarse pubes tickled against his ass, keeping his cock hard and throbbing with arousal. Brawn knew Sturgis's crotch was covered in thick, dense hairs. His swollen balls were blue from the pubes that wrapped around them and back between his ass cheeks. Sturgis's arms had gotten the same treatment. His forearms in particular were covered in light dustings of long blue hairs, and his pits were thick as bushes, moist with testosterone and practically stinking of his masculine scent.

"Yeah," Sturgis rumbled, putting his hands behind his head and leaning back on an invisible backrest, "You like this don't you?"

Brawn knew his jaw had gone slack. Sturgis was holding himself in that position using his abs alone. The muscle-bull almost whimpered at the sight of Sturgis's rippling eight-pack bulging with so much muscle. The stallion was teasing him. Brawn began panting really hard as he ran his fingers between the hairy muscles. They were so hard, so big and so fucking strong. He reached down to kiss them, running his lips between the coarse hairs. Sturgis was moaning by now, his titanic cock throbbing so hard Brawn could effing hear it throbbing behind him.

"OOH!" Sturgis moaned, "That's it you fucking slut, use your tongue!"

Brawn did as he was told, worshipping Sturgis's muscles with his lips and tongue. Thick blobs of precum were splashing onto him as he pleasured Sturgis's body. The stallion's hands guided him up toward his swollen nipples. Brawn gave one slow lick, causing Sturgis to rumble in pleasure. His nipples were incredibly thick and swollen with arousal, almost an inch in length. Brawn devoured one, feeling the teat thickening inside his mouth as Sturgis growled in pleasure.

Hours and hours of foreplay quickly ensued. Brawn had lost count of his orgasms as he worshipped Sturgis well into the night. His world consisted of nothing save Sturgis and his beastly cock. Brawn was wrapped around the stallion's throbbing organ, his snout stuffed down Sturgis's cum slit. It was overflowing with stallion-juice, the thick spunk overwhelming Brawn with its strong taste. The more he drank, the more he wanted. It was so thick, so juicy. Brawn was chugging a protein shake to end all protein shakes. He wanted more!

Sturgis jerked suddenly, slamming his solid cock into Brawn's face. The stallion was breathing harder and harder. He had stopped flexing and pumping his hulking muscles. Sturgis was resting on his elbows, his heaving body swelling with each breath. Brawn knew what was coming, even as Sturgis let out a loud 'Ugh'.

Brawn threw his face deeper into Sturgis's cumslit. He could feel the pressure building in the stallion's mega-muscled body. Brawn was jerking Sturgis's cock using his entire body, his powerful muscles pumping and rubbing and grinding against the unicorn's titanic endowment. The stallion was thrashing around, convulsing with pleasure as Brawn doubled his efforts.

"That's it you fucking stud," he moaned, using his entire body to jerk Sturgis off, "Paint this room white!"

With one final pump, Brawn tightened his grip on Sturgis's prick, and slammed it all the way down to the base.

"FUCK! OHH! UGHH!! FUCK! FUCK! ARGHHHHHHHH!"

Sturgis fucking exploded with muscle as his cock erupted with the gentleness of a volcanic eruption. His muscles beefed, flexed, bulged with crazy size as cock began to shoot. Sturgis was screaming. His eyes bulging out of their sockets as powerful jets of cum blasted from his cock, splattering against the ceiling and raining down upon them. Brawn clung onto Sturgis's beast, worshipping it as his own cock exploded against the fleshy underside. Sturgis's cock was erupting like a fire hose, each jet of cum was four seconds long and accompanied by a ferocious roar. Brawn felt himself thrown off Sturgis's hulking cock, worn out by the force their orgasms.

He didn't know how long Sturgis came for. The stallion was howling in ecstasy, his massive muscles flexing and bulging with every blast. Brawn forced himself up. He was exhausted, but still he dragged himself over to the screaming Sturgis, laying himself across that muscular torso and shoving his furry ass back against the stallion's exploding cock. The unicorn almost crushed him with his herculean muscles, overwhelmed by the power of his own orgasm. Brawn simply nestled against Sturgis's flexing chest, burying his nose in the sweaty hairs.

Finally, after an entire minute, Sturgis's orgasm finally calmed. They two hunky studs simply lay there, drenched in cum and overwhelmed by what had just occurred. Sturgis was panting hard, his heaving chest rising and falling several inches at a time. Brawn watched as the stallion-beast brought a cum-soaked hand to his mouth and sucked the fingers clean.

"Delicious," he moaned, his manly voice deep and resonant.

Sturgis went about devouring the all the cum he could reach without moving. Brawn felt himself getting hard all over again just from watching the stud swallowing his cum. His arousal was not lost Sturgis, who could feel his prick hardening between their abs. Brawn moaned as Sturgis parted his cum-soaked hair, affixing him an intense, emerald-green stare. The stallion's lips split into a wicked grin, his monstrous cock hardening between Brawn's legs.

"Hope your ass can take it, stud," he growled, "Here comes round two."

***

Sturgis had removed both rings, allowing his body to deflate back to its regular size before setting the rings onto his fingers. It was the only way they could fall asleep. Sharing a bed with a seven foot ten muscle-giant wasn't exactly relaxing. Brawn, being the bigger stud, had his hulking arms wrapped around the smaller, sexier unicorn.

This was the first time Brawn had ever shared a bed with another man, and the experience thrilled him. He couldn't sleep properly, finding himself awakening every so often. Sturgis on the other hand, was more relaxed, always snoozing peacefully whenever Brawn checked on him. Then again, maybe it was the state the stallion had left the room. The mattress, the pillows, even the carpeting was saturated with creamy stallion spunk. The slightest of movements would cause cum to squelch against Brawn's fur. The bull squeezed himself against Sturgis's rippling back, and waited till he fell back into sleep.

There was a soft squishing sound coming from somewhere. Brawn knew he had to be dreaming, it was sounding as though cum was dripping off the ceiling in soft splats. Sturgis's cum was so thick he could feel the weighted droplets bobbing onto the bed like footsteps. Brawn smiled, nuzzling the back of Sturgis's head and shoving himself even closer.

Brawn felt his leg batting against something. There was a muffled squeak, and suddenly something furry crashed onto him. Brawn's eyes snapped open as an orange blur threw itself from the bed. Almost immediately Brawn realised the Band of Fortitude missing from his fingers, his eyes widening even further as his fingers found Sturgis's ring-less hand.

Someone had stolen the rings.

The muscle-bull roared, throwing his muscular body from the bed and charging after the thief. Brawn turned the corner and bounded out of the open door, tearing across the hallway as finally realised who was trying to outrun him.

***

"ZEKE!"

Brawn's bellowing voice practically shook the ground as Sturgis followed the trail of cum. He was still naked and still drenched, having been startled awake by Brawn's angry roar. The Ring of Muscle and the Ring of Vigour had been stolen from his hand just like that. Sturgis was too stunned to even feel shocked at his loss. He could always worry about that later though. All that mattered now was retrieving the rings.

"COME BACK HERE, ZEKE!" roared Brawn, his footsteps thundering throughout the upper floors, "COME BACK HERE!"

Zeke! The little fucking fox thief! Sturgis swore under his breath as he sprinted in the direction of Brawn's voice. How had Zeke managed to break into their room! He wasn't even on the same bus as the two of them, how could he possibly have known? The answer came almost automatically. They had been yelling at the top of their lungs for hours, it was a wonder the manager wasn't slamming on their door, demanding they shut their traps for the night. Sturgis felt a twinge of regret. Perhaps they had overdone it a little.

Sturgis tumbled out onto the roof of the resort. For the briefest of moments, the stallion found himself enraptured by the sight that greeted him. It was snowing! Beautiful, fluffy flakes drifting past him like the inside of a snow globe. It must have been snowing all night judging by the amount of snow piled across the floor. Sturgis couldn't help himself, his tongue came drifting out of his mouth, determined on capturing a flake for him-

Another angry roar snapped Sturgis back to reality. He could see the hulking, naked bull sprinting after Zeke, who was fumbling with something in his hand. Brawn was not built for chasing, and it was clear Zeke had the advantage. That, and Zeke wasn't barefoot like Brawn. Sturgis realised what Zeke was doing with his hands. He had the rings, all of them, and was trying to force them upon his fingers.

Without a second thought, Sturgis sprinted across the snowy roof, charging toward the wiry fox. Zeke saw him coming, trapped between two raging muscle-studs, the fox made a fruitless attempt at dodging before the two beefcakes came slamming into him.

"STURGIS," Brawn roared, "HE HAS THE-"

Zeke gave Brawn a swift kick, forcing the bull to release him. Sturgis saw his chance, and threw his entire body onto the little fox, slamming the wind out of his lungs. Brawn had recovered by then, and threw himself onto the meat pile, wrestling Zeke onto the ground.

"Find his hands," Sturgis cried, struggling against the snowy ground, "Take the rings before he puts them on."

Brawn grunted as they flipped Zeke around, pinning him against the floor. The three rings glimmered on his fingers. Brawn and Sturgis almost panicked as they yanked Zeke's fingers apart, one at a time.

"You muscleheads are fucking stupid," Zeke spat, not even struggling against the two studs, "Should you really worry about my hands?!"

Realisation hit Sturgis like a truck. Brawn had flinched too, having realised the same thing. Zeke's mouth was open and working. That meant...

"DON'T LET HIM SAY IT!" Sturgis screamed, flipping over to seize Zeke's jaws.

"YOU'RE TOO LATE MORONS!" Zeke screamed, his face splitting with malicious glee, "TOO LATE!"

"GOLRENTIUS!"