82| Become an Owl

"Eryk?" This time Barbro's voice was calmer and quieter.

The whirlwind slowly died down. Barbro knelt in place while enduring the excruciating pain in his back from being thrown against the wall. After the wind had cleared entirely, Barbro did not see Eryk anywhere. But he saw a white owl.

"White? is it you? Where's Eryk?"

"What do you mean, Barbro?" The white owl spoke but let out an Eryk sound. "I was here from earlier."

"You…Eryk?"

"Yes! It's me, Eryk Wayland!"

Barbro jerked backward and sat down. He was utterly gawked and opened his eyes wide.

"Impossible! You… did it? You managed to turn into an owl just like your summoned spirit?"

"It seems that your concept is wrong about 'changing,'" said Eryk, somewhat disappointed. "No wonder neither can transform into your respective summoned spirit forms. I didn't turn into an owl, although it looked like I did. I am still me–a human being. Only White replaced my physical role. But I'm still here–in this owl's body. Oh, I hope you understa
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