But now, Donna has to transform into a human.
Yet this was his own choice, one that even the Wizard couldn't prevent.
After downing the potion, Donna had little time to contemplate.
Less than a quarter of an hour had passed, and the effects of the drug were showing.
Donna's complexion turned pale in an instant, the next second he collapsed to the ground, as a person capable of endurance, not prone to outward displays of anger, now screaming in hoarse agony.
Sharp, long nails instantly sprouted from his hands, while the fish scales covering his body began to wither, one by one.
For them, losing a single fish scale was akin to a human breaking three ribs at the same time.
What about the removal of all the fish scales on his body?
That pain, that agony.
The nails almost instantly embedded themselves into the ground, clenching fiercely.
Then ten hours passed.
The torment continued without respite.
