Transformation

"What the hell?" The guard in front of Lillian said, turning his attention away from her and to the front. 

She also looked at the all too familiar stature of a man stopping the blade of the axe, only inches from the woman's neck, with a sword. 

Everyone stared at the stranger that came out of nowhere, his teal hair blowing in the wind as he smiled at the executioner. 

"Pardon me, but I don't think you should be doing that. You see, she is someone that I … sometimes … tolerate. It will bug me if she dies here." He said, still fighting with the executioner who is adamant on cutting her neck. He looked down at the woman, "Hello, fairy godmother~. Got yourself in a bit of a pickle here, didn't you?"

Lillian looked back at Jasmine then at Roman with awe on her face. 

A couple of seconds before, 

As Lillian struggled with the guard, Jasmine murmured, "Lillian's going to get executed."