[@Lunar][@Framing A Moose]

The lady smiles, "poor girl, you really don't seem to understand that you can't defeat us on your own." And with that the man standing guard in front of her shouts the last number.

[b]"5"[/b]

His large loose fitting robe suddenly becomes tight as his body swells with increasing muscle mass, his jaw drops low as his mouth opens wide to give way to a row of large fierce jagged fangs.
He hunches forward as needle like spines spurt out of his shoulders and through his clothing, similar along his forearms and shins.
His skin mutates to a horrid hard grey as his eyes grow deep and reserved.
Truly a monster of nightmares.

When his transformation into a hulking beast was complete, the lady steps back relinquishing him of her touch. Clearly this was her magic. Faint red lines spiderwebbed across the floor tracing their way from her up the wall and into the stone ceiling. 
The glow of energy faded soon after the spell was complete.

In a flash the large mutated brute swung a heavy fist right at Kylaf's face.