Beneath the storm clouds, in a gray world, a silver wolf moved through the woods, casting a few spells now and then. Several gray wolf pups followed at a distance, curiosity in their eyes.
They were not clever enough to understand why the great bird that had been flying overhead had turned into one of their own. They wanted to go up and find out, but the white wolf gave off a dangerous air. Frightened, they only dared follow from afar.
Will paid the pups no mind. They were barely bigger than puppies, and as a wizard, he would not have felt threatened even by a pack of adult wolves.
He was busy trying out different spells.
Unlike when he had been an eagle, Will cast spells through his two front paws as a wolf. He even suspected that, as an eagle, he had flown on wings transformed from his legs.
Will felt no discomfort in his wolf form. He had adapted perfectly to its body, as though his Animagus form had always been a wolf.
The Animagus ritual had given his Formless Chaos the ability to take on different forms.
When he transformed, his soul in its Formless Chaos state underwent Soul Transfiguration according to his will. His body changed next, and finally his magical structure adapted to them both.
Most importantly, the connection between Will's soul, body, and magical structure was exceptionally close. He knew this was the effect of Trinity, the Bonus Ability granted by Magic LV.max. Formless Chaos and Trinity seemed to have produced a remarkable synergy.
A few minutes later, under the baffled gazes of the gray wolf pups, a silver-and-black raven flapped into the air. Will had transformed again, and his magical structure had changed with him.
The raven became a moth. Then, battered