Bree made her way to the first underground level of her home, levitating the horse behind her due to its inability to properly climb the stairs.
"I hope you don't mind," Bree said to the Horse. "But seeing how I'm trying to change your species instead of evolving you into a higher version of your own, it's going to take considerably more effort than just raising my hand and talking at you,"
The Horse looked at Bree, and thanks to Universal Translation, Bree understood its response. "Master Flint was a treasure to us all," She said. "Even before he asked us to follow you, I was determined to show my gratitude for freeing him from his chains; any effort you require from me will never be enough to make a warhorse such as myself falter,"
"My people sure seem to like me," Bree said with a chuckle; having not had any friends in her old life, being surrounded by people who loved and adored her was still a somewhat trippy sensation. "Well, either way, there's a good chance we'll fail. You'll evolve into something, but the chances of it being a Centaur is less than one percent. Once I do this to you, I should at the very least be able annalize the spell so I may do this to any other horse at any time, even without the use of the creation chamber,"
"I will take whatever body you give me with pride and use it to serve you to the best of my abilities, my Lord," The Horse replied as Bree set her on the ground. The floor they were on had several dozen rooms, but Bree ignored them all and made her way down the hall, with the horse following after her obediently.
At the end of the hallway was a large circular chamber. The horse looked down the hall and let the air out of her nostrils.
"This building feels longer than it should be," She noted.
"Oh, quite so. Special magic is used on all floors," Bree replied. Every floor in my home is enchanted, and so is each room; that way, I could fit as much as possible. Honestly, this entire floor is where I store the loot that couldn't fit on my person and wasn't interesting enough to use for decoration." Bree chuckled before actually thinking about the amount of loot she had.
She had been somewhat of a Videogame hoarder; when she first started playing the game, she still had her original base gear on a mannequin somewhere in the mansion, even though she had instantly swapped it out for the bonus gear and had never used it.
Once she reached level 10 and gained access to her own home, upon realizing that adding extra rooms for storage cost basically nothing, she had blown half her paycheck on expanding her inventory without even realizing it. At the time, it had been a serious problem, but now she was thankful for all those cold nights when she couldn't afford to keep the heat on to keep playing the game.
"I probably have enough loot to arm a medium-sized nation," she decided, "I should really organize this place," Bree shook her head. "Off-topic, this room right here is the most important room in the house, The Creation Chamber," Bree held up her hand, and the rounded room began shaking as tables filled with dozens of clay models rose from the floor. "This is where I made most of my subordinates,"
She smiled at the models when she spotted one of her older ideas for Winnie. "Oh yeah," She chuckled. "I was originally going to make her a Naga; why did I go with a Harpy in the end? Probably for the air support. Come to think of it; I need more people who can fly," Bree mentally cursed herself. "Focus dammit,"
Bree walked to the rounded end of the room, where a simple platform was waiting for them. "Simply step on the platform, and we can get started," the Horse said, doing as she was told. Bree held up her hands.
"Species Change, Centaur." Bree watched as the platform began glowing and the horse turned into light. Bree quickly confirmed that it had not gone to plan when the shape of a horse was replaced with that more akin to a Minotaur without horns. Not one to be disappointed by an expected failure, Bree held out her hand and began casting spells on the Horse while she turned into an unknown species.
"Maximize Size, equip basic gear, assign basic skills, assign skill points, Strength Level Five, Master of Blades Level Six, Resistance to Magic Level Four, Agility Level Three." Bree set her hands down and watched as the creature before she took shape. True to her previous thoughts, she took the shape of a Horse, like a Minotaur, Shorter than Minerva but taller than Silver.
Thanks to the specific spells Bree had placed, her Frame was muscular but slim, allowing her to be strong and agile. Even though she had a higher strength state, she was nowhere near as large as Bertram due to already being a strong horse, so the five levels of strength probably hadn't affected her nearly as much as they would an Axol-Light since the small creatures' maximum strength state probably didn't even get close to capping out at one point. The Light dissipated, and the Horse Minotaur looked at Bree.
She had hooves and was wearing a basic set of steel Armor without a helmet. She still had horse ears instead of human ears, but her face was lean and fierce. Her eyes were hazelnut brown, and she had long, flowing blond hair. She looked at the hands that were now hers in awe for a moment and made a fist before kneeling to Bree.
"Thank you, My Lady," She said. "I will use this body to serve you well," Bree looked at her creation, lost in thought; after a moment, the new creature raised her head, worried something was wrong. Bree suddenly snapped and declared with confidence.
"Daisy," she decided. "Oh, that will do; how does it sit for you? Sound like a good name?" Daisy gasps, tears rolling from her cheeks at the proclamation.
"A…a Name!" She went from kneeling to Groveling, something that didn't even phase Bree at this point in her day, "I will treasure your generosity for the rest of my days!" Daisy declared proudly, "From this day forward, the magnificent Name of Daisy is mine to treasure,"
"Wonderful," Bree said before holding her hand as a Dadao Sword formed in her grasp. Bree tapped it with her staff, and a stronger version of the enchantment she had stolen from Jacob Razzors blade was cast upon the Dadao; she added a few more to make it as strong as she could before she let go of it instead of falling is floated towards Daisy. "For your Promise of loyalty, I present to you this Enchanted Sword I created just for you; I call it The Dadao of Storms; you'll be reporting to Annie within the next hour for a basic sword lesson and instruction on how to activate its enchantments."
Daisy reached out her hand and took the Blade. In doing so, a seeth materialized on her back. She sheathed her sword and bowed.
"Thank you for your generous gift, my Lady,"
"No problem," Bree replied sweetly. "I've decided you'll be joining me, Orion, and Winnie tomorrow, along with either Boris or Manfred, seeing as you most likely know the way to the human settlement, so make sure you make the most out of your time with Annie tonight,"
"Indeed, Ma'am, I do," Daisy replied, "I am happy to accompany you on your quest,"
"I'm sure you are," Bree replied. "Now come, Daisy, we must introduce you formally to everyone else,"