Falin didn't know what had happened. One second she was resurrected by Marcille and the next she was under the control of the Mad Mage. She felt the magic command seep from her mind as her body shrunk from that of a dragon to a girl with fluffy feathers covering her chest and back. Her vision was also better as she immediately zeroed in on your face.

All Falin could focus on was that she hadn't seen since she got eaten. In an instant you found yourself in her arms, protectively caging you against her using her newfound strength and height. Falin's hand immediately found a long scratch that started from your eyebrow and went down to you jawline.

"You're hurt." She murmured softly, shielding you from the view of the rest of the party. Guilt immediately bubbled in her chest. The wound had most likely been from the fight with her Chimera form.