C2284 Perfect Disguise

"However, I've never actually met Prince Arsurth, so how am I supposed to perform the metamorphosis?" Taero shifted the conversation, murmuring softly to himself.

"That's a minor issue..."

Feng Yixiu chuckled and shook his head. He then extended his index finger slowly, a faint golden light twining around it before he gently touched Taero's forehead