(A Silver and Zero production) Plaything

[Maero]

One of the wolves, the first she had stroked, went into a series of spasms and suddenly, a second bloody head sprouted from its neck, and its muscles bulged and ripped through the skin. It Jumped into the net, howling as it blocked the attack for its mistress. It was completely encased and steam blasted out from around it and howled in pain. The second head fell away and rotted and the wold returned to normal size. The net seemed to wrap around it, and its power was easy to deduce, it was canceling out the magic in the wolf. Of course, the wolf's violent mutation left it with wounds that could not be healed or sustained without magic, and the creature died feet from The Master. The net untangled its self at this, seeming to become normal. More wolves were starting to mutate and the orange Nymph was laughing manically. The purple nymph began to chant something at the same time, waving her hands in the air as she did, and the Master could feel the power of her spell coiling in all things around her. He had to stop her enchanting, and fight the new threat, how he did it was up to him.