Whipped
Heat burned through my body. It was a welcome kind of burning that my body readily accepted.
The same ensemble appeared on my body, the one I had seen when I chose the Nirvana special. Black overalls with an added hoodie and mask to keep my face hidden.
There was no dragon nor the staff that came with it. But that was alright. A surge of energy coursed through my body. It tingled, almost as if tickling me with it.
I would probably stand out, but that was probably the point.
To get the tough guy's attention, I would need to be a sore thumb in the middle of the streets. What he had to do with Winter, I'll ask her about that later.
Golden sparks surrounded as the transformation came to a completion. I clenched my gloved hands to see if there was any difference.
Partly disappointed, I scoffed.
"Surprise me, then," I mumbled.
My surroundings slowly came back to life. People didn't notice me at first, but gradually they did.