All the words Cywen wanted to say were stuck in his throat.
"What's going on?" Cywen reached out and stroked Lilith's small deer horns.
"Itchy..." Lilith tilted her head, pulling her deer horns out from under Cywen's palm. She glanced at the time on her phone and said, "It's been more than three hours. My orc transformation has never lasted this long."
"What should we do? Am I never going to change back?" Lilith's voice took on a tearful tone.
"No, you will." Cywen crouched down and clasped Lilith's hand tightly. "I promise, you will."
"Really?" Lilith was extremely nervous. She admitted that she was exaggerating a bit, but if this appearance couldn't be reversed, it would be quite troublesome.
After all, she couldn't attend every occasion saying she had Christmas makeup on.
"I don'
