A week has already passed since your friend the magician gave you one of his klamors. The creature immediately accepted you as its master and was ready to serve you and only you. Klamor feared and respected you.

One day he accidentally broke a test tube during your experiments. The pink potion immediately spread across the floor. Accustomed to the beatings of its previous owner, the klamor stood on all fours and pressed its belly to the ground, tucking its tail and closing its eye, expecting that it would be hit for this mistake.