The world inside Jonah's head was filled with psychic scream. Forcing the Glimmermoth essence and the Lizard Egg together was like smashing two mismatched gears into each other at full speed. It hit him like a wave of fire - wild and merciless. The backlash slammed into him, and he grunted in pain, his vision swimming with black spots.
"Kid, what are you doing?!" Jax yelled, taking a step toward him, his hand outstretched to stop whatever madness this was.
But Seraph's voice cut through the air, sharp and absolute. "Stay back. Let him do his thing."
In Jonah's trembling hand, the simple lizard egg began to change. It didn't glow with a pure light like Specter's cocoon. Instead, it twitched violently and pulsed, becoming an ugly throbbing thing. Sickly green lines of light spread over its skin. It grew too fast, forming an ugly shell of hard silk and energy.
There was a wrongness to it, a feeling of life being forced where it wasn't meant to go.
