Setting: A bright afternoon on the rebuilt plateau near Astrub. The sky’s calm, the market’s lively. Adventurers of all classes — an Ecaflip gambler, a Feca guard, a Sram pickpocket, and you — are standing around the enormous, smiling form of Small Ogrest, who’s crouched beside a fruit cart trying to buy apples without breaking the stand.
Ecaflip: (grinning) “Look at him! Big guy’s got hands the size of tavern doors but heart of a kitten!”
Sram: “Yeah, a kitten who once drowned half the world, but sure — adorable.”
You: (snickering, leaning against the cart) “Aww come on, he’s harmless now! Look at that face! You could pinch those cheeks and—”
(You actually reach up and tug one of his giant floppy ears. It makes a “fwop.”)
Ogrest: (blushing, voice gentle) “O-Ow… that tickles…”
(Everyone laughs. Even Ogrest smiles bashfully, rubbing the back of his head.)
You (teasing): “Aw, don’t pout, big guy! What’s the worst that could happen? You gonna cry on us? Go on — maybe your Sadida girlfriend can comfort you. What was her name again… hmm… oh yeah…”
(Pause. You realize too late the crowd has gone silent.)
You: “…Dathura.”
SFX: A single heartbeat echoes through the air. Wind dies. Birds vanish. The sky darkens as if someone snuffed out the sun.
Ogrest’s pupils shrink to glowing points of blue fire. His smile melts away. A low rumble builds in his chest — half growl, half thunder. The ground trembles under his knees.
Feca (whispering): “Run.”
You: “…Oh no.”
⚡ Transformation: Éveil Primordial
A shockwave bursts from Ogrest’s body. The market explodes outward — stalls, fruit, and terrified adventurers flung into the air. His body stretches, expanding upward like a mountain growing in seconds. Within moments, the entire town square is filled with his shadow.
Ogrest (voice shaking the air): “Don’t… say… HER NAME!”
Lightning arcs across the sky, splitting clouds. His tears fall — not sorrowful, but incandescent with rage — each drop hitting the ground and vaporizing into mist.
You barely have time to blink before an enormous fist, glowing with blue-white Wakfu, slams down.
🌊 Impact
The hit sends you flying — not through a wall, not down the street — but clear across the coastline. You streak like a comet, crash-landing into the Astrub Bay with a titanic splash that flips fishing boats.
The camera (if animated) would linger on the ripple, silence following for a moment…
Then a shadow looms through the mist — Ogrest, now standing waist-deep in the ocean, wading toward you.
Ogrest (calmer but cold): “You think I’m a joke?”