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And… there we go! Bellamy smiled as her feet finally slid into the golden iron boots. The armor was on at last! Took her a bit to get all the pieces on and have them shrink to fit her, but it was all worth it in the end.

Wish it had a helm or something, she thoughtfully considered, gently rubbing her uncovered head. Still, it was a nice feeling regardless. If only there was a mirror around for her to check herself out in and see what kind of knight she looked like.

There was one at home at least. Time for a long, long trek back. It would be difficult and tiring with the new equipment, but the reaction from her family would be worth it. Or would the reaction to her telling them she would be leaving home for good to set off on her own be better?

Only one way to find out~. She turned to leave at long last.

She stopped immediately and brushed her forehead. Did it suddenly get hot in the room?

No, that wasn’t it exactly. The room was fine. Her armor felt warm. Very warm and only continuing to heat up.

What the hell? Bellamy reached for and grabbed her chestplate, only to pull back instantly. There was an aggressive sizzle to follow as she shook her hand, wincing and crying out in pain. So hot, so very VERY hot!

Her gauntlet glove fell off as she whisked her hand about, the woman whimpering further. Why?! Why did that happen?! Is this… is this armor booby trapped or something!?

She looked at her hand to see the damage. It was all bright red. Not unexpected for her. However, the skin seemed… rough and dry, maybe even scaly?

She mouthed something under her breath as she brought the hand in for a closer look. Her skin definitely looked scalish and… what about her fingers? Their fingernails were growing out, longer and longer. They moved from the tips of her digits before inflating into almost cylinder shapes.

Not cylinders, but claws. She had grown claws!