The man simply moaned with pain as the black mist continued to circle his body. "No," he muttered, his face going white right before it was covered in darkness. "No!!"
Looking down at the black mass at my feet, I couldn't help but cock my head to the side as I studied it. What started off as a mixture of air and water soon turned hard, wrapping itself like a rope around the man.
"Do you know what's happening?" asked Luca, coming to my side and wrapping an arm around my waist.
"Not a clue," I shrugged. "They make the wish, I grant it, but when it comes to the finer details, I don't pay too much attention. Last time this happened, Tink got a statue for his moat."
"It looks almost like a cocoon," muttered Tank as he shifted back. For some disappointing reason, he seemed to have found a pair of black combat pants and boots and was now walking around half-dressed.
