The giant black feline lifted its head as if in answer.
I was trying to wrap my mind around the idea that someone could go from being a flesh and blood man, then to this giant, sleek creature.
As Mardichi had turned into the wolf.
Back at home, in my village, I’d heard many tales of creature’s that could do such things. Demons that could come to your door in any guise.
Or steal the bodies of your loved ones. I wondered if that was what I was witnessing. Demons taking other forms.
Is that what Mardichi is? He could alternate so quickly between being ice cold and being laughing and warm, that I was having an impossible time gauging him.
And Sebastian, whom I instinctively trusted, had said Mardichi was a far better man then he let on.
I already knew he was no mindless barbarian
