The power within her was not fixed. It continued to soar. Physically, her appearance began to alter to suit the personality of the power growing within her. Traces of fox whisker began to appear on her face. On her ears, what could only be likened to fuzz began to grow. But that was not the glorious part yet. Her transformation was not yet complete.
As she levitated in the air, completely immune to gravity, one red tail of fire began to emerge behind her. Alex took in the transformation without missing any detail. A second tail emerged, then, a third, and finally a fourth- all equidistant to each other. All impressively glorious.
Alex was no longer sure if this was Zooey anymore. Her new form looked like a living throwback phenomenon. Given just how crude the method was, he wondered if dialogue was an option for her in this state. Or was it possible that she might actually just burst her way out of here with brute force?
