Jax stared at the gluttonous scene—the fat, sweating dwarf mayor being slavishly worshipped by three women—and a wicked, predatory grin split his face. 'Jackpot indeed. Perfect.'
"Soul Thief," he whispered.
A spectral interface flickered before his eyes.
[TARGET FOUND]
[NAME: UNDEFINED]
[CONFIRM? YES / NO]
Undefined? Jax thought. There's probably some deep, mystical reason for that. Well, whatever. His focus was elsewhere. "Yes."
His head spun, a violent lurch that felt like his brain was being scrambled. The world went black.
He opened his eyes to a wall of warm, muscular dwarf woman. Three of them.
They were clinging to him, their mouths and hands all over his new body.
One with fiery red hair, built thick and strong like a fortress wall, was licking a stripe up his neck.
Another, with a mess of brown hair and a body just slightly less chubby but no less powerful, was nibbling his ear.
