Destiny
There was an audible crack as Bree collapsed onto the floor, her face contorted with anguish as her body reconstructed, get eyes were the first to change, the blue to a black that seemed to hold infinite darkness, her fingers grew out becoming sharpened claws, with these claws she clawed off the facade that was her face, leaving behind a face of a scaled beast with teeth as sharp as an adamantine sword, a long tongue elongated from the depths of it's maw and it lashed out at Cyrus.
His reflexes were faster and in a flash he'd the spot he was in, aptly dodging the slimy green tongue causing the creature to roar in anger. Moira herself was deeply shaken, immobilized completely by fear she made
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