“Don’t think you’ve won,” the sorcerer cackled. “You haven’t seen my final form!” And before the heroes eyes, he began a startling transformation.
“Is that it?” The hero asked when he was done. “I though you would be bigger.”
“Conservation of mass,” the sorcerer said. “A smaller form is actually more powerful.”
“What is it, some kind of squirrel? You’re almost cute.”
“Yes, well, the thing about that is,” The sorcerer said, and then opened his mouth to expel a deadly breath weapon. The hero was instantly vaporized.
It may not have been intimidating, but it got the job done.
Everyday Drabbles #277: Final Form
May 11, 2020
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