The Battle 19.2

Ignatius began the ritual as soon as he saw that Vione was ready. He raised both hands in the air, tracing magical patterns he had studied for years. The sky darkened, a sign that nature was answering his call.

The incantation Ignatius spoke echoed through the forest. He called upon the power he had entrusted to the full moon. Then the energy surged forth, drawing power from the earth, encircling the two of them, creating a magical ring invisible to ordinary human eyes.

Vione stood still at the center of the circle. Her body tensed, preparing for the inevitable change.

The air began to quiver. The spell had taken hold.

A burning sensation spread through Vione's entire body. Her breathing became heavy and labored, and in an instant, she began to change.

Thick, silvery white fur sprouted from Vione's skin. Her claws grew longer and her muscles swelled. Her face stretched into the terrifying snout of a wolf.

Vione let out a loud roar as the transformation was complete. A second lat