A Catastrophe of Demonic Proportions!
I pulled myself out of the tangle of women and transformed into a cat to clean myself, but decided to go for a trot to see how the next layer was doing. I was about ready to fight the last two rounds, but I wanted to go peak to see what the state of the Layer of Demonic Deals, The Harbingers Market Layer was. It was host to Demons of all kinds, and most of the things that were sold would make your skin crawl, but it was a mostly peaceful layer, normally.
"Yer far too clean to be in a place like this. Marge that must be a ghost, right? Does that mean I can't eat it?" One of the guards at the gate to the next layer asked as I approached.
"Nah, it's kicking rocks! I think it's fair game, but it is probably more fur than meat," Marge replied, and I wrinkled my face, making my annoying eyebrow pop free as I started to swell.
My fur became black as I transformed into my Vampanther form, now towering over the two demon Guards women.