Lures mister

And then a blue light appeared in the room. It darted erratically across the floor, then up the leg of the Bane-made table.
And thirty pounds of gray tomcat came merrily along behind the light, batting at it excitedly. Mister the cat flung himself up onto the table in pursuit of the blue glowing dot and came to a sudden stop. All seven of the Little Folk standing on the table froze in place. Then the tomcat tilted his head to one side and, with barely more pause than that, pounced on the nearest gremlin.
“Move, kid!” screamed Bob the Castle. “Sixty seconds on the counter!”
The mauled gremlin let out a shriek of terror as Mister’s claws began to rake, and I went into action, whirling the coil of leather cord at Scar Eye’s face. The leather cord hit him in his only good eye and sent him flinching back and away from Lacuna—who suddenly produced a small, sharp blade from I know not where and struck it cleanly through her own braid, freeing her from Scar Eye’s grasp.


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