Daisy turned her head curiously to glance at Shawn, then she grinned.
A pair of cold vertical pupils appeared.
Fine hair and long whiskers grew on Daisy's delicate little face, and her hands, only half the size of Shawn's, suddenly expanded into sharp feline claws, strikingly mismatched with her petite figure. Her feet transformed into thick, furry pads, ears perked up, and her petite silhouette slightly hunched. She retained a near-human outline, but more than half of her body had turned into a feline beast form.
She indeed was a Transformer.
At this moment, Daisy looked like a humanoid feline, brimming with top-level predator's pressure from head to toe, except for the tail being absent.
"Help!"
A young man dressed like a private detective shuddered in fear, instantly swerving a corner and agilely sliding under the market table, not daring to approach Shawn's side.
There were at least dozens of bizarre creatures here.
They seemed to be summoned by a ritual.
