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“There,” Willow cried. “They’ve changed the past again.”
“Tell me you’ve found them.”
“I’ve got them. Get the team together; we’re going in.”
“Intruder alert,” a female voice announced from all around them as they teleported into the room. Five people turned to look at them in shock. A man in dress whites holding a strange device stepped forward and said “How did you get in here?”
“Someone here is being very naughty,” Willow said.
Admiral Al Calavicci looked at the Witch and the half dozen Slayers flanking her, and answered with great feeling: “Oh, please let it be me!”