With every moment that her mental defenses held desperately against alterations to her mind, Raize could feel her body instead being assaulted with further alterations. Her age plummetted once more, physically shifting from that of a woman in her forties to the physical prime of her early twenties, complete with silver hair regaining its raven-black luster. Her clothing seemed to be affected as well, the highly practical shirt that totally covered her torso first retracting to display considerable cleavage, before the midriff shrank away, displaying her powerful abs for all the world to see. The sleeves of her jacket vanished, while her rugged jeans split into a set of short-shorts and nylon stockings practically painted onto her legs, from her muscular thighs all the way down to now high-heeled boots.
She could feel her bust just starting to swell up further within her now-miniscule top when the pink light seemed to fade, and the attention of all three women was drawn to the door. Standing there with a look of bewilderment upon her face was the woman that Raize had been hoping for. Never in her life had she been so thankful to lay eyes on the witch, even if she currently seemed to be confused beyond measure. Niamh, however, had zero confusion, her gem lighting up with a soft pink glow aimed squarely at her aunt. The light shimmered for just a moment before the old woman's hand snapped up, a wand and a vocal incantation sent out a bolt of lightning that gripped the necklace, yanking it right off the Irish girl's neck before smacking her aside to tumble into the floor, her fall broken by the enormous mass of her posterior.
The landing also brought her face to face with Terri, and within moments, Niamh completely forgot about the necklace, busying herself with rolling over to make out with her blonde friend. For the moment, they were safe... but as Raize looked back to Adie, she could tell the woman was stumbling. The hunter rushed to her feet, finding it was surprisingly easy to move in heels, offering her some support in walking over to the counter. "Your timing is impeccable, old woman-" she stopped short as Adie looked up at her, and clearly no longer had the face of an old woman. The wrinkles had vanished, her brown hair had regained volume and color, and she seemed to fill out her dress much better than before. Her eyes still had the spark of a wise and skilled old witch - her mind was clearly tact - but the brief exposure to the light had still been enough to transform her body.
"I really need to stop leaving Niamh to run things, don't I?" She asked wryly, easing back onto her feet. As long as she'd been involved in magic, she'd been transformed plenty of times; the changes tended to finish quickly, and she recovered just as fast. Her eyes trailed over the store, a frown forming on her face as she studied the state of things, from the potions that all seemed to have become some sort of bimboesque solution to the enormous variety of artifacts that now seemed to be some sex toy or another, then back down to the gemstone in her hand that had become a hot pink color. One more glance over at the absurdly-proportioned Terri allowed her to very quickly piece together what must have happened - or most of it, anyway. "She must have forgotten to deliver the headband for that girl-" She motioned to the blonde. "-Terri must have come in here and exposed her to the same beautification potion she'd taken, and it spiraled from there." She glanced next to Raize. "They did a hell of a number on you, eh?"
The demon hunter fought the urge to blush. "They made... significant changes." Not that she found herself entirely opposed to it. "They summoned my assistance, but I've not been able to help them or even discover why they made the call. Does anything seem to be..." She paused. "Well... more out of place than they already made it to be?"
"You mean aside that they've turned my business into some sex shop?" she shot back. She was even sassier than usual, thanks to her newly-restored youth. "I can scarcely tell... but... wait..." She squinted at a nearby rack containing several baseball bats that had become decidedly more phallic. "Oh no. Oh no no no no no." She hurried over, rifling through the contents for a moment before swearing several times in German. "Schisser, there was a bat here that a Spawn of Balthazaar the Cruel was bound to! Oh, I bet the idiot let them out somehow!" It would explain why Raize was summoned.
Such a demon would be formidable, but Raize had faced worse. "Then there is little time to..." She railed off as the word seemed to escape her... as did the actual next step. A hand came up to gently hold her head. She'd thought her defenses could hold, but... she now found herself... light-headed. "I... my mind... is..."
"Is probably being affected by just standing in here," Adie interjected, rushing to a nearby duffle bag that was giving her a magic tingle. She ripped it open to find quite a bit of money, plus the headband that Niamh was supposed to deliver. "The whole place is full of transformative energy, but here. This should at least keep your mind clear until I can start figuring out some sort of way to cleanse the place." She moved to place the headband in Raize's jet black hair - not seeming to notice that the black band now had several pink lines running through it, as if it too had been affected by the magic that went rampaging through the store.