Of course, many fellows had wanted to stop this vile beast from his evil acts since day 1, but who had ever succeeded? Definitely not Qiong Qi and Clarent, as they were made to suffer his abuse freely.
"HOWL! FREE ME, PLEASE!" Qiong Qi screeched like a banshee as he was enveloped in a time sphere.
He knew Draco was about to do something to him, and so tried to break free for naught. Draco raised a hand and twisted it clockwise.
Immediately, Qiong Qi went from a strapping young adult lion to an aged and decrepit old fart. His lush red mane had turned white and grown long enough to drab behind his feet and his muscular body had turned skinny and bony.
His bright eyes became a dull grey and he held a rickety piece of wood as a walking stick, one hand folded behind his back.
The fellow body trembled from the weight of carrying himself as he raised his walking stick and pointed at Draco, speaking in a weakened and aged voice.
