Three Altered unite

In the middle of the night, in a place like this, Numba didn’t expect to have to fight. Neither did he expect to get a door slammed into his face, and he wasn’t too pleased about it. His instincts were telling him to transform, as the person in front of him clearly had no good intentions coming here. The horns grew from his head and the shape of his feet were changing slightly already breaking through his shoes.

“Who the hell is that guy?! Why did he do that?” Ian asked puzzled about the sudden intrusion.

“I don’t know him, but we can be sure that he’s not a friend of the Howlers based on his entrance.” Izzy commented, as she started to transform as well. The hair on her head started to clump together, growing larger, turning into six separate hands.

“Should I transform as well? Isn’t that overkill against just one guy?” Ian commented. “Besides, maybe this is just some sort of giant misunderstanding?”