As she watched another slab of metal melt away under the heat of Fiery Wrath, Odette scoffed in disbelief. The fact that she was picking up on the move so quickly, compared to every other move she'd learned since arriving in Forlas, both tickled and perplexed her. It was a
god's move, was it not? Both in her world and here. There was no escaping it. She had a god's move at her fingertips and was executing it like nothing, despite how drained she actually was.
Things just kept coming from every direction, exacerbating the sheer amount of static rattling about in her skull. Growing pains at Sun Stone, recovering from the battle with Alexander, the amount of time she was now spending in Novelux, Covenant infiltration, so many conflicting thoughts, absolutely nagging
feelings...
Without music to keep her company, all she had was the metal in the industrial district and more firepower than she'd ever had before. After figuring out a way to channel the fire into Jawile, she was having a literal blast watching her second mouth breathe the dark fire. Just like Odile did back home.
Despite the way it tickled her, she still didn't feel much better. There was still far too much to dwell on, far too much weighing her down. No matter how many bits of metal she watched melt down into magma, and no matter how many decrepit warehouses she blasted through, she felt no different. She felt her frustration growing along with the force behind her attacks.
Setting sights on a bigger piece of scrap metal, she inhaled the deepest breath she could muster. As she filled her lungs, she focused on channeling every last bothersome memory and thought into her hit. She remembered the Combs, and Kimiko. The battle. She remembered her conversation with Andre. She remembered spilling her guts to Koa.
Her better recollections also trickled in. Commiserating with Dave over cults, and Bellatrix over Forlas happenings. The unexpected outing with Nolan. Her moment in the gardens with Steven.
It had all dammed up inside her mind. She was a machine, overheating. That much was certain by the way the steam snaked off her skin, and the way the sweat beaded up on her forehead while the heat accumulated inside of her.
Just before it became unbearable, she released a scream that reverberated through the park, and an explosive flame was quick to follow. It engulfed its target in no time flat, but the sheer area of the attack caused the embers to recoil backward toward Odette, and they curved around her, only licking at her skin with a surprisingly painless fervor. Nonetheless, she braced on instinct.
Too rough, she thought regretfully.
However, when the smoke and embers cleared, she felt...lighter. Clearer.
Taller.
Something had shifted. In the cursory glance she gave to the area, she noticed that her horizon line was much...
higher than it had been to start. Looking down at her legs, she saw that her dress no longer dusted the sand, and there was now some
length to them. Tilting her head also made her realize that, despite her new sense of clarity, there was a heavier weight pulling against Jawile's stem.
"What the--" she breathed as she rushed over to a piece of metal that seemed slightly more reflective than the rest.
To her complete and utter surprise, what stared back at her was a changed form. An
evolved form.
Longer legs. A defined figure. Jawile had elongated at least another two feet, with their bottom lip now brushing the ground while just sitting at a rest position. They had somehow grown more teeth than they had to start, too. Most striking of all, however, were the two new tiny jaws that had sprouted at the ends of her tassels.
She slowly brought her hands to her face, trying to process just what the fuck she was looking at. She'd
changed? She didn't think mawile could even
do that, but unless she was having a psychotic break, her reflection couldn't have been lying to her.
"Oh my gods,” she muttered, patting down her torso. "I'm
hot."
Amazingly, the two additions to her tertiary mouths chimed in.
"Yes! Yes! Super hot!"
"...super hot!"
She momentarily frowned at their intrusion.
That was going to take some getting used to, but she supposed it was better than--
"Now is the perfect time to find somebody to kiss you! Aren't you feeling deprived of sugar? It's been a while!"
"...a while!"
"Okay," she said, rolling her eyes at her own shitty luck. "You're getting chains too." Somehow, having two smaller heads to spew her
horny thoughts was worse than Jawile's lone bullshit. She really couldn't catch a break.
But, with her mind now clear...she didn't mind it for the time being. With her form having reached an evident new level of power, she couldn't be upset. This was the lightest, the
coolest, she'd felt in weeks.
Sighing, she slanted one more look at her new reflection, turning to admire her backside, and her new silhouette. It was there she noticed just how snug her dress had gotten, and she groaned.
"And I see a trip to the tailor in my future now, too."
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