Tempest flutters nervously setting the frog shaped Terra on the ground. ”How can you say that kupo! I might have a potion on me.. what do we need. She looked over at Kuposthenes hoping that even though he didn’t want to help his hero, the little moogle would still help Terra.

Terra jumped over to Bartz shivering at the feeling of slime over her body. “Y-yeah.” She didn’t like slimy things and she was finding out firsthand how gross these things were. She looked up at Tempest hoping the fluffy moogle had a way to change them back. If not she hoped that the spell would wear away eventually, until then she was left with webbed feet and a nervous flutter in her stomach. “What do we do now?”