*Ziygma retracted the whip wrapped around the nurse.*"This guy is getting annoying."
*Ziygma said as he reset the whip Fear cut.*
"Guess its time to go feral."
*He said with a sigh. Ziygma hunched over, his white bangs forming over his face and hardening like bone. His back and arms began to sprout black and red fur. His eyes glowed yellow through the eyeholes on the mask. His teeth grew long and sharp. Ziygma stood back upright, his hands now clawed, but with the whips still sprouted from his palms.*
"Now lets see how you fare against a feral Torch Hound."
*He growled, his voice much rougher than before.*