As Nolan removed the upper part of his suit, he paused for a moment, glancing at his own reflection. His body had grown remarkably muscular, his abs sharply defined.
Celia and Linda couldn't tear their eyes away. "Oh my… this is… glorious," Celia whispered. "Look at those muscles… it's incredible."
"Hey, stop talking like that," Nolan muttered, exasperated, noticing their flushed faces. Both girls quickly averted their gaze.
"I didn't know you were this built," Cedric commented, eyes scanning him professionally.
"Just get me clothes I can wear," Nolan said curtly.
"Of course," Cedric replied, moving to gather the garments.
Suddenly, a shimmering spell shot through the room, casting a brief blindness over them. "I can't see!" Cedric shouted. "Me neither!" Celia and Linda cried in unison.
But Nolan remained unaffected. Then, from the shadows, a figure appeared—a maid in a brownish outfit, but with a horn protruding from her head. Her eyes glowed with malice.
