LANCE

I drank all the potions that my master prepared for me. I was hoping the fight would not take long. But I still hoped that the potion would work as I expect it to work.

She was changing fast and I had to compose myself. I walked to her. I see my Amelia slowly being sucked in as a monster, the monster in her, the one we all detested began to show herself.

I walk to the bed with a smile, I know I am dealing with a wounded spirit. And I do my best to keep it cool.

The change is still happening, I think it's Amelia delaying...