Atelia's smile turned into an expression of shock as she got a closer look at Tobi. "You!" she shouted "The witch told me you were dead!"
"Really?" Tobi replied. "You sound disappointed."
"Very well" said Atelia. "If you want something done right you have to do it yourself." She was temporarily drained of transformation power, but there were plenty of other options. She launched a fireball spell at Tobi, which Tobi easily blocked and dissipated before it could go off.
"What is the meaning of this?" bellowed the Duke.
"Tobi's the queen, daddy, the real queen!" Shari responded.
Tobi launched her response to Atelia's magical assault.
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Marge pointed her rock at one of the wizards and willed to transform him into a six-month old baby. Nothing happened. Was the rock running low on power, she wondered. But it worked on the ogre. . .
As Marge was trying to figure out what was going on with the rock, she felt a fist to the jaw, and slid into unconsciousness.
"Don't mess with my boyfriend, bitch!" spat Luka, as he bent over Marge's prostrate form to pick up the rock.
"I'll take that, thank you" said Lyra, who had somehow instantly appeared at the barbarian's side.
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Although the Duke would have hesitated to admit it, his short period as sissy Nicky had given him a little more insight into the motivations of people who were not rich noblemen. And the fact that his son-turned-daughter seemed to be best friends with "Queen" Tobi, and able to get favors from her, that had possibilities. Atelia, on the other hand, was clearly a treacherous hussy, a treacherous hussy whose attention was wrapped up in her sorcerous duel, giving the Duke a clear shot at the back of her head. . .
"What's going on Mom?" said Amber "I've got the heir--Tobi! What are you doing here?"