Drylla

*as she walks into the throne room, her heels clicking on the tiled floor, the gaurds lining the walls lunge for her but she waves her and and the all fall dead to the ground* tut, tut, tut, Prince Farrow, thats the best you can do to stop me!? *she snaps her fingers and you begin to feel your body change. you are turning into a hunting hound. when the transformation is complete you sit beside the trone that was once yours as Drylla sits upon it instead*