Brandon downed the fiend in the first blast of lightening, though he hit it again just to make sure it was dead. The giant eye then seemed to dissolve, fading into what looked like Brandon to ghosts.
Brandon smiled, sending out another bolt of lightening in triumph, then decided to be on his way. He set out again, a smile on his face. He didn't seem to notice that his lips had changed to the same purple color of his nails, or how they had softened and plumped to feminine proportions.
The trail continued on, until finally giving way to a sandy beach open to the full ocean. "Finally," Brandon muttered, heading onto the sand, still moving at his new slow, feminine pace.
