"Be careful with that potion!" The alchemist called to Chalur, too busy with his own work to truly see what the bird was doing.

The bird, being startled by the man's sudden speaking up, dropped the flask as a few drops landed on his skin. "Oh shoot!"

"Are you okay?" The alchemist asked.

Chalur didn't want to say anything. He knew that he wasn't supposed to drop the potion -- if the alchemist found out, he would be turned into a pig... again. "Y... yes! I'm fine!"

But Chalur wasn't fine. He knew he wasn't. His body was becoming stiff, and within a moment, he couldn't move at all.

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Patreon for  chalur of his character turning into a statue.

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Chalur (C)  chalur
Art (C)  pikminpedia Me