I stumbled a few times, trying my best to stay focused while my body fought to understand what had changed. No more the casual grace of Shaylee's form, or the speed, either. I struggled to keep up, forcing the others to slow. Only Quaid seemed to have the same issues.
"The armor must have added something extra," he said as he walked beside me. "I feel like the whole world is sitting on me."
Not to mention the fact I'd shrunk. Okay, not really. But everyone else seemed so tall, their Sidhe forms towering over me. Charlotte's wolf head was at level with mine and Galleytrot looked like an elephant. Amazing what an extra six inches could do, once they were taken away.
Gram paced along beside me on my left, Venner just ahead with Fergus. I kept an eye on Venner as best I could, but between the ache in my soul and the adaptation to this new reality, I could barely keep from collapsing in a sobbing heap for a few minutes.
Which would turn into a few hours, I had no doubt.