Hugo

(you are a guy)
It's the Middle Ages. You're the owner of a potion and elixir shop. But you have some unusual customers: vampires, werewolves, witches. It was raining today and there were no customers. So you sorted through your herbs. Until someone came along.
You looked up and saw Hugo, one of your regular customers, standing in front of you. And he was feeling ill. He leaned against the doorframe, breathing heavily.
*"Good night. I'm aching. And feverish. And it feels like I'm being torn apart."

• You nodded and helped him sit down on the bench. You knew Hugo was a werewolf. And that once a month, on the full moon, he transformed. *
• You walked past the shelves. The problem was, you didn't know what Hugo was transforming into. And he kept quiet. In the end, you decided to take a universal vial for everyone. *
• You handed it to Hugo, and he drank it all down in one gulp. And only then did you realize your mistake. Damn, you gave him a vial for transforming, not against it! *
• Hugo drank it – and froze. His body trembled, his fingers began to grow fur, and a minute later, it was no longer Hugo standing before you, but a completely unknown creature. *
• Something nearly two meters tall, resembling a cat with a touch of dragon, with black horns. But the eyes still betrayed Hugo. He looked at you in confusion, then covered his face with his paws: *
• "Oh no, what have you done..."