Ezra stared at the chaos going on around him, too confused to speak. Now a little tiny red ball thing was defending Jason "Is that his partner?" Ezra murmured, grabbing the device he had to stare at it. Is there some sort of magic word for me too? What do I say? Will it do anything without my... my partner? Ezra's hands shook as he held the D-Scanner in both his hands. I need to help... I need to fight. To save them. Partner or no, that's... that's who I AM right now! "... Evolution!" the word spilled off his lips almost instinctualy as he swung the D-Scanner down against his own hand. In an instant, he felt like he was torn away from reality, like he was being changed and remolded. It was a terrifyingly alien feeling... but exhilarating at the same time. No time had passed when he regained his sense of reality, but every muscle felt like it was on fire... in an exciting way. He leaned his head back to let out a yell, and a roar came from his maw. Now terrified at the sound that had erupted from his own mouth, Ezra looked down at his new paws in a panic, quickly falling back down to his new four-legged gait "What the hell!?" he screamed out in horrified confusion at having transformed into Firamon.