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"I'm okay," Kayl panted, closing his eyes as dizziness overcame him.
He opened his eyes again and focused on Bridget, "We will play, Wendy. Just not right this second. I said I'd play with Bridget, right?"

He was already feeling a bit stronger than before, and he was mostly steady on his feet, but still he tottered somewhat.

"Bridget, I'd prefer not to hurt you, but I can't let you hurt Wendy," his voice was sad but strong.

His features changed slowly from their usual form, the scars on his left arm turning white, his hair turning black, his eyes shifting to orange and brightening, and his teeth sharpening and lengthening, fitting together in a deadly lock. As soon as he finished shifting, he walked toward Bridget, stopping a few feet in front of her and standing with one foot behind him so he can easily dodge and his arms held up defensively.