Chapter 87

That stopped Harun for a moment. To take feline form, he’d need to strip off his clothes, and that seemed almost beyond bearing right now.

He hesitated for a long time, knowing he needed to shift, but unable to make the first move to undress. Finally, with a low growl, he called fire, enveloping himself in flame and shifting at the same time, his clothing burning and tearing from him. It was destroyed, so he was effectively cutting himself off from returning to human shape, but right now that didn’t seem like a bad thing at all.

His tail flame burned hot and high, making an audible crackling. It was an expression of an anger divided between his own weakness and Maltheus’ evil.