"Ah! Nergal, you will not get away with this. We are Prince Smir's men!" A lion man yelled out as the small shadow cat grew ten times its size, opened its mouth, and swallowed him.
"Humph! Prince Smir needs to learn who he is messing with. He wishes to hurt my future wife? He is a few thousand years too young for that!" Nergal sneered. This was the fiftieth person sent to try to assassinate her dear Ceilie. All sent by Prince Smir. After dusting her hands off, Nergal teleported back to the inn room where Ceilie was undergoing her evolution. She walked over to the bed and climbed on top of it. She sat next to the egg covered in vibrant flames and just stared at it with a warm expression on her face.
At the same time, a silver cat suddenly appeared in the room. It lazily hopped up onto the bed and sat in front of Nergal. "Nergal, how long do you plan to be in the mortal world?"
