Victor moved over to the other side of Ned's hands as they finished cutting some of the ropes. "Leave it, we're almost done," he told Ferris, seeing his cuts weaken a bit as the time passed. And surely enough, about three minutes later, the ropes were lying lifeless on Ned's lap and his hands, though very badly reddened and marked, were finally free. He walked back over to the spot where he had left Vince and picked him up, his arms rather numb now after all that cutting, and he stood on Ned's knee, glancing down at the invisible people standing on the giant boy's feet. "I think they're done. You guys go meet with them and hurry back to the curtains, I have to go tell Ned what's going on," said Victor, as Ned was probably wondering what in the world was walking around on his lap and cutting his ropes.

"Almost... done!" Vianna let out a sigh as she cut the last of the ropes and she let herself fall back onto Ned's foot. "I'm so tired!" she said, rubbing at her sore arms. "How about you, Kay?" she asked, glancing in the direction she thought her friend was.