For once, she's not spouting off insults and pithy remarks at any given moment. Instead, she's tucked herself in a corner, sitting on the floor with her legs drawn up, elbows resing on her knees. She's covered in blood and gore, and her armor's got some new scoring that wasn't there before.

In addition to the general exhaustion, however, she's feeling the effects of having transformed more than a few times to some pretty heavy hitting animals. What a time to find out some of the extent of the consequences for her power. She's got a raging headache, she's dizzy, may possibly throw up.

Thinking about what happened, about the dark thoughts that stuck with, made everything hurt more.