Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3928

Chapter 3928: Runic Patterns (Part 1)

"My point exactly." Baba Yaga nodded. "Until this moment, you’ve shaped your human appearance with Body Sculpting to resemble your original body because you had no other choice.

"You were limited to your Divine Beast form despite also possessing a human and a troll side because your Dragon aspect was the only one strong enough to contain your conflicting life forces, but now it’s different.

"The different sides and aspects of your life forces are no longer a jumbled mess. You should have gained a humanoid form as well."

"Humanoid?" Solus echoed. "Why not human?"

"Because Zoreth is still a hybrid, Solus." The Red Mother replied. "If her life force were perfect, she might have multiple forms like Lith, but as it is, Zoreth’s troll side and human aspect are too deeply connected to manifest separately."

"What am I supposed to do to change my form?" The Shadow Dragon asked.

"Just listen to the melody of your human and troll life forces and let it carry you." Lith replied. "It’s easier than it sounds. Just give it a try."

"What are you talking about? Since when do life forces play music?" Zoreth was flabbergasted.

"I forgot you need to be a talented Healer to notice the melody, and I don’t have the patience to wait for Zoreth to learn." Baba Yaga snorted. "I’m going to do it for you so that you can experience it and find a way to do it on your own.

"Just don’t resist my spell and tell me the moment you feel any kind of discomfort. Okay?"

"Okay." Zoreth nodded. "But seriously, if anyone else tried to convince me that I have a humanoid form and that life forces produce music, I..."

Once Baba Yaga activated her tier five Body Sculpting spell, Cradle of Life, the change happened smoothly and quickly.

"Would think that they are either pulling my leg or batshit crazy." Zoreth said. "Did you just grow up, or did I shrink without even noticing?"

Suddenly, she could look Lith in the eyes without craning her neck. Everyone stared at her with wide eyes and open mouths. Bytra was beet red up to her ears, and a high-pitched squeal came out of her throat.

"The latter." Lith conjured a mirror construct in front of Zoreth.

The troll-Balor hybrid was about 1.84 (6’) meters tall, with lush shoulder-length silver hair and four eyes. Two on the sides of her nose, where they were supposed to be, and the other two on her forehead.

Her skin was a dull blue, and an extra set of arms came out of her shoulder blades. She had no wings, but complex runic patterns covered her forearms, each of a different elemental color.

What shocked Zoreth the most, however, was the beauty of that form. Her face now had perfect features, and her soft curves pushed against the fabric of her sundress as though they were trying to break free.

"What the fuck?" Zoreth blurted out, using both sets of arms to cover her chest. "I wear an armor capable of fitting my Dragon form! How can it be so tight while I am this small?"

"It does cover you." Tista pointed at the skirt that was still as long as before the transformation. "The sundress adjusted its size to your new form, but retained its proportions.

"You have to set it to be looser, Big Sis. You can’t afford to wear form-fitting clothes like that anymore. At least in public."

"Dammit, you are right." It took Zoreth a thought to make herself presentable and Bytra whine. "Byt! What’s with the whining?

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