Abolith furrowed her brow, glaring at Neela with all the ferocity her youthful features could muster. It amazed the elf that Darren had actually transformed her. Not only did she have natural resilience to magic, it had been enhanced by Villar.
When she and Fukushu had joined forces with the timeline conquering titan, he had provided them with numerous magical enhancements. Abolith now possessed increased strength, enhanced speed,, an ability to regenerate quickly, and last but certainly not least a resilience to magic. Somehow though, Darren had broken through that resilience.
It was undoubtedly her staring back at her from the mirror. Abolith now looked as she had when she was 13 years old. A round, innocent face set on a waifish body. Abolith had lost at least six inches in height in her transformation, now standing around five feet tall. The assassin now was shell shocked, stunned that the Catalyst appeared to live up to his reputation.
"Not such a bully anymore huh?"
Abolith frowned, glancing up at Neela. Unfortunately for the elf it appeared the Indian girl did have maybe an inch in height on her. Still, despite being reduced to a young teen Abolith still possessed her mind, and her skills. "Tread carefully girl," she snarled.
"Girl," Neela exclaimed. "I'm probably older than you are!" Neela now stepped forward, a smug smile spreading across her face. "And I think I'm taller too! You know I turn 14 in a few months, whens your birthday?"
Abolith paused, silently cursing herself. Her birthday had only just passed a few months ago, meaning that if she remained like this she would indeed be younger than this girl. "Get away girl," she growled. "I'm warning you!"
Neela now stood eye to eye with Abolith. There was something that bothered her about the elf. Maybe it was how she seemed to intimidate everyone, maybe it was how she spoke, maybe it was because she was a killer. Whatever the reason, she thought none to highly of the assassin. "She doesn't seem that tough," Neela thought.
That would be Neelas mistake.
Abolith now pushed the sleeves of her shirt up, freeing her dainty hands as she grasped Neelas arm. With a lightning quick flick of her wrist, Abolith now flipped Neela over, the teen flipping in the air before landing flat on her back. Abolith now jerking Neelas arm into an armbar/wrist lock. "I told you to back off," Abolith growled.
"Abolith," Darren exclaimed. "Stop!!"
"She started it," Abolith countered, wincing at the childishness of her response. The elf teen now releasing Neela before extending her hand to Neela. "Sorry," she muttered.
Neela took Aboliths hand, raising an eyebrow as the elf assisted her to her feet. "Its cool,: she said softly. "Sorry for getting in your face like that."
"Apology accepted," Abolith sighed. "I'm sorry, this....this is rather surprising honestly. I did not think the Catalyst could do this." Abolith now turned her gaze to Darren, the young wizard noting that inspite of Aboliths youthful body, her eyes maintained the fierceness she had as an adult.
"Now I know why Fukushu thinks so highly of you Catalyst. You certainly are quite powerful."
"Thanks I think," Darren shrugged.
"So can you change me back please," Abolith asked. "Thirteen was a rather..awkward age. Besides, I'd rather not have Raiden see me like this."
"Do you have too right away," Gail asked. "I mean, it might be kinda cool to hangout. I don't know about the others but I've never actually gotten to talk with a real life elf before."
"I don't know," Abolith stammered, holding up her arms to show how ill fitting her clothes were. "I'm swimming in my clothing right now. Do I really need to stay a child?"
The teens now turned to Darren, the boy thankful that Abolith hadn't beaten them to a pulp yet, however unsure of how to proceed.