I stand in Magma’s living room in total shock. When she screamed in the bathroom I thought that something was terribly wrong, and I was right. She writhed around on the floor still wet from the shower as her body started to cover with scales and claws formed. She was screaming so loud she couldn’t hear me when I tried to see what was wrong with her.

Afraid to touch her because I thought she might change completely I continues trying to talk to her when she said she needed fire. I immediately scooped her up and brought her near the fireplace. I was in such a panic to get...