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A wail of confusion and despair came from the poochyena curled up on the dog-bed, for she was not a poochyena and she wasn't suppose to be a she.

"Oh Arceus, why am I a girl!?"

After calming down after a long long while, Atra hopped to his feet, finding the new body not all that different from his own. Just...smaller, like he was an eevee again. He stared at his gray tail, and examined his paws, trying to figure out what happened.

"...Poochyena?" He guessed. He closed his eyes, falling deep within himself to examine the magical systems of this new body. He came out sorely disappointed; the reservoir was small, weak, the channels for the magic to go through thin and incomplete. This body obviously did not belong to a magic-user, which are so rare in the Kingdom nowadays.

Calming himself down, Atra padded over to the Abra sleeping on the couch.

"At least I don't feel like I'm dying anymore." He grumbled to himself, feeling sorry for whoever must have ended up in his body. He was still suffering from the aftereffects of using Judgment, and then overexerting himself, and then getting hit by a Lightning Judgement. Anyone not used to the pain of his raw and torn magical system would be very bad off.

"Oi, you! You still yourself?" He asked the Abra.

Sam ignored the cries of the Poochyena. Upon being awoken, he could immediately feel his awareness expand far beyond the realms of sight, sound, smell and touch. It was as if the universe had begun to gravitate around him. The knowledge of his surroundings was complete and instantaneous down to the most subtle detail. From the pulled up bits of carpet to the dust floating idly through the air, he understood everything in the room--and beyond. He could read the closed books on the shelf and adjust the items within the room at will. Speaking of, that shelf was a tad... disorganized.

Sam began pulling the books out with a minor thought and restructured the contents of the shelf. He quietly leafed through each book, ascertaining the approximate contents and organizing it accordingly. When the Poochyena began barking at him in that annoyingly familiar voice, he lost his concentration for a moment. He hurriedly caught the books in midair with his mind and stowed them away roughly. He raised one hand and pointed it towards the dog-like creature before clenching his fingers. A burst of psychic ran through the dogs jaw and clamped it shut. "Quiet, Albus. I'm concentrating." Even the Pokemon's dark-typing wouldn't render him completely immune to psychokinesis.

Wait, Albus? Albus isn't... Sam immediately turned his focus inwards and examined his body carefully. ...I'm an Abra? This is certainly an... interesting turn.

Sam teleported out of the way of the attack before it had even fired. It wasn't like it was an unexpected reaction. However, Sam didn't feel content to let such a rash and violent reaction go unpunished. When Sam appeared elsewhere he was quick to pull a book from the shelf. The book flew to the other side of the room before dropping to a hover, just above the floor. A quick tug of his mind forced the book to fly towards the Poochyena, knocking his legs out from under him.

Another similar pull had the Vulpix back on her feet, whether or not she liked it. A bit of force kept the Vulpix nice and stable, even if she couldn't keep herself standing normally. "Tell me, girl. Do you know what's going on?"