Mike: Hey, looks like they’re letting them into the city.
Evals: Ah, good. No more Basitin on the ship!
Mike: You said it. I can relax a little. That dark Basitin magic is scary.
Mike: It was hard constantly avoiding that guy.
Mike: I’d hate to end up like that wolf— …Huh. I feel strange…
Evals: M-Mike…! Look at yourself!
Mike: Ah!W-what’s happening to my body?!
Mike: T-that Basitin! He cursed me! Ah! T-this feels really weird! What am I going to do?
Evals: Woah… Mike, you look… hot…
Mike: What?!
Nora: (thoughts) Mrahaha! Well, I’m starving. I haven’t eaten in weeks.
Nora: (thoughts) I’ll undo the illusion later, if they can’t.
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