"Cough..... Cough.... Yulio...."
He wasn't hugging Yulio anymore. The thin hair of skin grew thick like matted black fur, and his clothes shrink until they eventually burst to shreds.
He was hugging a beast.
It was him all along.
His sharp claws that scratched the ancient painting of the Fairy dug into him, causing him to shout. "AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
"Shh...." The beast spoke with his mangy maw, teeth protruding like the stalactites and stalagmites of this cave. "This'll be quick. No need to call for them."
"He...lp! Help....! Ha....."
Leron's vision is swimming as he was continuously being crushed, dark circles appearing like ripples. Soon, it will truly be over.
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"Nothing yet on your side?"
"Nothing. Be quiet."
