Jocasta watched as Sigismund began to increase in height, hitting nine feet in a moment, tearing his military fatigues, his under suit stretching to accompany his body. Sudden increase at such a rapid rate meant one thing...
She prepared her weapons and pointed them towards her king. She was going to have to use her super tranquilisers for this job. But just as she was about to fire, the rage monster spoke?
"Oh? Well this feels... Different." The king then looked around the room. "Colours look more vibrant. Oh?" He suddenly spoke, his voice soft, melodic upon looking upon her.
"Jocasta, would you be a dear and turn those away? I hate the weeks worth of super shits after you stick me with them."
"*Binaric squark?* My King?" Jocasta asked, putting her weapons down instantly. "Are you sound of mind?"
