'I'm next,' Beatrice lowered her head to let us climb down with dignity. 'It's alright, I'm willing to take the chance, plus you can heal me like you did Annar, right?'
Garland looked away, leaving Professor Melia to fumble for an answer. 'Hopefully, though she may be part worm for the rest of her life if it doesn't work after twelve hours.'
Annar screamed. 'You didn't tell me that before!'
'You were a flipping worm.'
Before Beatrice could change her mind, Melia used his mind control magic on the mage again.
This time, hefty Orangutan limbs shrank dramatically, and her grotesque toad face seemed to take on another form. Beatrice stepped away from the mountain of red fur, reaching to claim the mirror Garland was holding out. 'How is this possible? I look ten years younger. Shouldn't I have aged instead?'
The Inspector sighed. 'We're dealing with a lot of uncertainties here; honestly, I didn't think the first attempt would work.'
