This is exactly along the lines of what Lambert was expecting, with one exception: the points not counting. That’s what he gets for actually signing up, he supposes, with a roll of his eyes.

The good news is that it’s better in one respect than the scenario he was expecting: at least the death isn’t mandatory. He flexes a hand idly, exhaling a short, brief blast of flame just because he can. At least that proves they weren’t bullshitting about the powers.

“I took a day off for this?” Would the bodysuit shift to accommodate a dragon form? Probably, if the besuited ‘taur Carnival workers are any indication. Alternatively maybe it wouldn’t expand and he could just choke to death or something and leave Shima to make his mind up about it.