“I would counter with - how many villains would utilize a tickling charm when there are a plethora of far more destructive curses one could choose.” Isamu replied thoughtfully, now spinning the floating Harley in a circle.

“Oh!! I know!” Minoru exclaimed, thinking profoundly happy thoughts. The bad guys never had enough happy thoughts to conjure up... “Expecto Patromun!!”

A gorgeous, glistening mist spun out of Minoru’s wand, taking the shape of a majestic Asian dragon as it flew around Harley. It did not attack. It simply flew there in all its beauty.