Daphne was a dead weight in Figaro's arms as he ran down the empty street. Behind him, Daphne's whole house exploded. Then, one by one, all the houses on the block disintegrated in a plume of smoke and a roaring of flames.

The ninja's words ran through Figaro's ears... "You wield the ultimate..."

He looked down at Daphne. She was foaming at the mouth, her eyes had turned gray, and she was still seizing but at that instant, Figaro was struck as if by lightning. The feeling was so intense he stopped, as the whole world exploded around him. He gasped. She stopped spasming long enough to look into his eyes.

It was unmistakable. He was in love.

Figaro dropped to his knees and roughly kissed Daphne. Then he pulled her legs apart and tore off his shirt.

He screamed, "Bear my children, beloved one!"

The fire had consumed the houses and now approached them as if it were a living predator. Figaro did not notice. He wrenched his pants down.

Suddenly, the evil purple spirit that possessed her shrieked like a banshee and came out of her mouth. The fire retreated and fell back into embers. Daphne looked up at him, cured. In that instant she too fell in love.

"My brave knight," she said, "you have rescued me from the powers of darkness!"

He kissed her again. Suddenly -