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What sort of fool magic are you trying?

You wave your arms and shout "Abracadabra", it being the best magic phrase you can think off.
The wolf glow for a moment, and then you feel a tingling all over. You look down to see hairs pokeing out of the back of your hand.
Luke snickers. "You don't really think that I don't have any powers of my own, do you? You barely know how to use these." He sits back on your haunches. "It's ironic, really, that you decided to use the same spell that transformed me in the first place against me, but this time I was ready for it." You writhe in pain and fall over as your bones strech and realign. You attempt to speak, but a muzzle makes that nigh impossable.
"But I didn't just deflect it," says the beast in a wicked tone."I made a few adjustments."


Written by Musty

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