Whatever magic that helped her to look like Ivy melted away, but it didn’t stop there. It just got weirder, that cute person-bird? They got a lot less cute, and a lot more terrifying. Wings darkening and glinting like knives, fangs bared ferally, and eyes glowing in threatening pulses. Whatever she’d previously been trying to pull, with the idea that she liked me, died a firey death pretty f*****g quickly.
“I’m going to kill you, I’m going to rip out your heart and make you eat it,” she screamed furiously at me, all semblance of sanity gone, “And when you’re gone then things will finally be put right. All you had to do was as you were told, but ruining centuries laid plans seems to be your specialty.” See? Abject hatred, just listening to it had all the little hairs on my body sticking up
