Although Crystal appeared to be ten years old by human standards, except for her pointed ears and gigantic layered fluff of curly brunette hair, she was more like two hundred. Notoriously intelligent, Crystal was the one who created the translation spell. That intelligence came with an incessant curiosity, which normally was an asset. Not today. Today, Crystal’s experiment had gone wrong.

Kits sneezed and became a fox.

Kaia sneezed and the field caught on fire.

“Hmm.” Crystal twisted her cat’s cradle design into a different pattern. Kits sneezed again and changed back into herself. Kaia crouched inside the flames, annoyed.