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Joseph was anxious,he was sitting in his home, running multiple checks, he had already calculated the millions of things that could go wrong, his gun could jam, he wouldn't time something right, he might transform without meaning too, while outside the rift he could be transformed indefinitely but in here he would only have about thirty seconds, sure he would be strong, but who knew what his opponent could do?

The light blinded him and he was there, standing on the altar, his natural senses kicking in, he could smell something but it was unlike anything he could think of, if he were to guess, it was a gas, which explained why he couldn't really smell it, just that he knew something was there. Joseph grinned nervously, priming his gun, ready to fire the concoctions he had loaded into it, then as if by instinct, Joseph let out a bestial howl, letting his opponent know what he was up against.