*After fighting hordes of imps in hand to hand combat for 3 hours straight, without being hit, one imp manages to chip the paint on Minerva's arm with his claws.* *Her eyes glow a deep red as she overflows with anger, reverting to her Wyvern form* *Her collar becomes a cool blue as she blows an icy mist in the air, then flaps her wings, freezing 30 nearby imps* *she picks the one who chipped her paint up and drags him back to the sanctuary* *once back, she reverts to human form*