{Seasonal Event} I Move the Stars for No One

As the not-Loren writhed and collapsed, its throat cut by Jigano's rapier, Remi felt gravity go awry as it sunk to his knees. Flapping his wings awkwardly to try and lift himself away, Remi shifted back into his body in what was probably one of the worst and more grutesque transformations of his life. Scurrying back until his back collided with the hedge, Remi sat panting hard, staring with wide-eyed horror at the feline-abomination still half wearing Loren's face. The tears which had previously been in his eyes were wiped clean by a sleeve, as the alchemist parted his lips to try and get his breathing back under control. Looking up towards Jigano, Remi gasped another breath and nodded his silent appreciation for the man's quick thinking, before returning a horrified stare back towards the abomination on the ground. REMI How do you steal what you really want When what you really want is free?