"So, can we take off the Transformation Rings now?" Bruto complained as he followed along. "I guess those zombies and skeletons aren't exactly interested in beauty."
"Yes, but it's best to keep one. The identity of the Succubus might help us get into the slave enclosure."
"I'll keep it," Lancelot said confidently. "The transformation doesn't greatly affect my combat abilities."
"Whatever makes you happy." Bruto shrugged, removed his Transformation Ring, and, with a flash of magic, he turned back into the young Dwarf.
"Ah, this feels much better."
The Werewolf Reap led the way at the front, with Bruto and the Succubus-figured Lancelot following close behind. Kalalin didn't revert from his Succubus form either; he, along with Alamir, Koula, Phil, and Dwarf Priest Witt, walked in the middle of the group. The remaining three Temple Guards of Moradin followed at the very end, these brave Dwarves responsible for covering the rear.
