Lyra found herself outside the building as her body went through transformation. All fighting around her ceased as everyone, both rogues and warriors, turned to see where the thunderous howl had come from.
Devon, however, was not fazed. He went after Lyra, his fangs extended and ready to strike. However, when he jumped towards her, an invisible force slammed into him, thrusting him into the air and against the wall. That force was Lyra's aura, the ripples of which everyone in the yard felt.
As everyone watched in shock, Lyra transformed into a big white shewolf, dwarfing everyone around her. The air was equal parts full of uncertainty, fear, and awe.
While Lyra came to her full size, Devon got up from the ground. The thrust from earlier and the knock against the wall must have hurt, but
