[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/QCgTnAH.png[/img][/center] [hr][@Zeroth]

Jason raced towards the dire rat, almost as if surging through a shadowy funnel to reach his prey.  As their two forms collided, color returned to the world and the Warlord suddenly found himself in some form of arena within a void; a place that both did, and didnt exist. All at the same time.  The goblin charging him was no doubt in confusion, lashing out at everything; they were out of control.  If this truly was a battle of wills, he who had greater control was going to win.  

A hardened soldier knew how to keep their head during intense situations, this was no different.  Jason's form launched forward, stabilizing into the hulking shape of a large, dark skinned man.  His hand; filled with the drive to survive, shot forward to tightly grip the bitchy goblin's throat.  With a cold, piercing stare, he hissed at his foe with deadly authority [color=darkred]"Resist, and you die."[/color]  With the force of all his will, and the natural instinct of his new form, he moved to wrap his arms around the goblin; pulling her into his torso, to consume, not destroy, just as he had accidentally had done with Bonie.