Aira.
The sound of something hitting the ground grew louder and sharper as he approached, the smell of fear and urine flooding the air like a noxious cloud. Soldiers poised to attack, their eyes wide with terror, as they realized the king was beyond reason. Within seconds, the king was within view... or what was left of him. He had morphed into a half-shift, his arms and face covered in a thick, dark fur, his body several times larger than its original size. His hands had transformed into razor-sharp claws, and he stood on his hind legs, throwing his head back and letting out a powerful roar that shook the very foundations of the castle.
The soldiers, stricken with fear, immediately let out a command, lunging forward in an attempt to restrain him with chains and arrows. But he broke the
