“With each transformation you undergo, the Chaos from the Eldritch side and the Decay from the troll side harmonize faster, and the threads of the human aspect suffer less damage.” Baba Yaga said.

“The process is slow but steady. Keep up like this, and the human aspect might be able to conduct Decay as well as Chaos. If that happens, the boundary between your life forces will get thinner and you might reach the next level.”

“Then I have bad news.” Zoreth replied. “No matter how many times we do this, I feel absolutely nothing. If not for the fact that I grow taller, I wouldn’t even notice the transformation.

“We’ve been working for hours, yet I don’t have an inkling of how my humanoid life force works. It’s not that I can’t tap into it, I can’t so much as recognize it from the rest.” She clenched her four hands in frustration.

“Maybe this is part of the curse of being an Abomination.” Zoreth said after a while. “Maybe I can’t feel my life force because Mogar cut me out of it, just like it did with the world energy.”

“Don’t be silly, child.” Baba Yaga replied. “Becoming an Eldritch cost you the connection with Mogar, not with yourself. You’ve never lost the ability to cast spells or use your own skills.

“Shapeshifting into your humanoid form is no different from conjuring your Origin Flames. It comes from within. If you didn’t have the potential to assume this form, I wouldn’t have been able to trigger your transformation so easily.