The ward had gone silent again.
The echoes of his roar could still faintly be heard in the air, like invisible scars burned into the walls.
Noah sat cross legged on his bed, his body calm now, his shadows drawn back into the corners like patient predators waiting for his command.
His breathing was even, and for the first time since he woke, there was no trembling in his hands.
He had delayed this long enough.
With an exhale to calm his nerves, he whispered the command.
"Status."
It was time to see just what had shocked Arlo.
The familiar translucent screen blinked into existence before his eyes, the golden letters shimmering faintly as they hovered in the air.
[Status:]
[Noah Webb]
[Race: Dark Dragon]
[Rank: FFF]
[Potential: FFF]
[Affinities: Darkness, Fire, Void, Decay, Hunger]
[Core Attributes:]
[Strength: FFF]
[Endurance: FFF+]
[Agility: FF-]
[Mana Capacity: S]
[Magic Control: S]
