his skin's all covered in slimy lumps, with lips that slide across each chin

In his mind's eye, Aeron could almost see the gleaming golden sight of the Oraclos Chain. Each link, wrapping around the nodules of squirming bestial flesh and bursting the veins that crawled and pulsed within and atop; if he was strong enough he could simply wrench it free to kill it--

Elena smiled, eyes creasing into thin slits with effort on the side of her face closer succumbed to the transformation. Aeron dragged his own away from the flailing purple mass that was her shoulder, but found smiling back just as apparently painful.

Both cursed forever, as nearing hidebound beasts.