You remember when I said, Nightcore, that I hadn't the faintest idea how to unpetrify you? Well. I really should have warned you, but Vampires are habitual liars.
A shadow flickered across the Statuficated Draconequus and the stone of the statue exploded violently, sending rugged chunks of shrapnel smashing through the glass spheres. A thick cloud of stone-dust cleared quickly, revealing an unharmed and fully restored Nightcore.

Free again.

Play nice, children.