Chapter 29: Ch. 28 – Traitorous Ostrich

“[Polymorph - Tree Stump]”

Experiencing a completely new and terrible sensation, Momo felt her arms and legs recede into her stomach. She grew plump and rectangular, and her head felt like a hollow block of wood - but that part was nothing new.

Once the transformation was complete, she attempted to move. No go. She wobbled ever so slightly, but that was about the limit of her range of motion. She was, indeed, a hunk of wood.

“Can I still speak?” she whispered to herself. Thankfully, the answer was yes. In absence of a mouth, her words seemed to emerge from the shimmering air around her.

“The fiend is returning!” Viktor screamed, equally scared of the ostrich as the vampire, “Momo, do something!”

“Shh! Don’t tell her I’m here!”

“What? No, don’t hide - save me!”

“I won’t be much help if I’m up in that cage too!” the stump hissed.

“I - ugh. Fine!” he said, throwing his hands down in a fit.

“By Neculai, will you stop talking to yourself, you looney goon!”

The vampire strolled into the clearing, exhaustion etched in her face. Her eyebrows lifted as she laid eyes on the pecking ostrich.

“Is this… your pet? Gods, it’s ugly.”

“That’s not mine!” Viktor quickly defended, “that’s… well, I don’t know! It just showed up here.”

The vampire squinted, obviously not buying it.

“I put you up here for a few measly hours while I went to go feed, and my pleasant walk through the woods was so rudely colored by your screams,” she chastised him, leaning to touch the ostrich. The bird, smelling the high-level rot of her aura, quickly nestled into her palm.

“That traitorous bird,” Momo grumbled angrily to herself.

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“What a pleasant pet you have. Notice its lack of screaming? You call yourself a fearless wizard, and yet you've been babbling like a baby…”

“I never said I was fearless!” Viktor disagreed, “I am quite full of fear!”

“That is apparent,” the vampire said with a groan, “I was expecting to feed on you for an after-lunch snack, but I am much too full. The deer-hunters were juicy enough.”

She grinned, licking blood off her lips. The stump shivered in fear, and the vampire eyed it out of curiosity. Luckily for Momo, she was too annoyed with the wizard to investigate.

“Regardless, I’ll be taking you back to the lair,” the vampire said, lifting her arm up. A tentacle lashed out of it, cutting the cage down in an instant. It crashed to the ground, Viktor wailing in pain as it tumbled through the grass.

“[Charm],” the vampire casted, pointing at the ostrich. With little complaint, the ostrich began to follow the vampire’s lead, picking up the cage with its teeth.

She stole my ostrich! The stump thought defiantly. Now it was personal.

Momo casted [Demorph], and the sensation of exiting the form was arguably worse than entering it. Her limbs popped back out of her like an inflatable doll.

Even with the adrenaline of ostrich-kidnapping pumping through her veins, Momo still paused. This vampire was powerful. She could teleport, [Charm]... Not to mention all the usual vampire things, like being scary and sexy all at once, and drain your whole body in an instant.

But nevertheless, Momo had gained a considerable amount of power herself. Once the mind fog wore off, she’d be sharper than a fork, she was sure of it.

Momo frowned. That was definitely not how the saying went. Urgh..

“Debuff check,” she mumbled. How much more of this hell did she have to endure?

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