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The orc immediately senses the shift in you, immediately sees you fall out of her grasp. It is she who pushes you away, snarling all her razor-sharp teeth at you as her eyes literally change colour with rage, now two burning yellow holes in her face. You stagger backwards, caught by surprise, and nearly fall over. Before you the being that was an orc woman is shifting, growing in size and stature. Her skin turns purple, her already visible musculature doubles, huge horns sprout from her forehead and great black wings of thin patchy-looking membrane unfold behind her. She hunches over as a long tail snakes into existence from her rear end, and her humanoid legs transform into those of some strange goat, fur another shade of violet.

She roars her fury at you screeching like a thousand eagles short for breath, and kicks the counter aside sending it right across the room in pieces. There is no sign of anyone outside taking notice of what is happening; in fact you can’t even hear or see what is happening outside. The door and the windows to the street are tight shut, and the only light within is from great glowing purple orbs of all sizes and floating randomly in the air. Your doom is near, but there is yet a chance to survive. Test your reaction time. Roll one die. If you roll anything more than 4, turn to 307. If you roll less, turn to 130.