Unsurprisingly, Astrid quickly started pulling ahead of Emily, but the young goth wouldn't let herself be bested that easily. A competitive grin spread across her lips, and she conjured a pitch-black magic circle. Similarly, coloured smoke quickly billowed out of it and took the form of a large, armoured werewolf.
The shadowy creature was immediately ready to sprint, so Emily jumped onto its back and took off towards the town centre, rapidly catching up to Astrid.
Glancing at her side, Astrid smirked at the shadowy creature's likeness to Erik. "You really are obsessed, huh…?"
Emily immediately pouted and gripped her summon's neck a little tighter. "It wasn't my choice, you know… it just came out this way after I first used the spell."
"Sure, sure," Astrid nodded mockingly. "I'm sure you hate how it turned out."
Emily grinned perversely at her sister-wife. "I didn't say that!"
