The old man's eyes widen, as the blade begins to glow, and hum softly. He staggers backwards a few steps, as the magic begins to grip him and change him, and he watches in amazement as his skin changes before his very eyes. It's over in a matter of seconds, though Xandria giggles, as the result is finally displayed; what stands before them is not a young<em>man,</em>but an attractive, elven woman, still wearing only a simple loincloth, which does nothing to cover her ample breasts. "I... wh-what happened?" she asks, looking surprised at the sudden change.