Michael closed his eyes, drawing upon the ultimate form of his bloodline.
The air around him grew thick with latent energy, a palpable heat radiating from his skin as if the very atmosphere anticipated the unleashing of his power.
"Eclipse Ifrit," he called out softly, his voice a low murmur that carried an undercurrent of restrained fury, the words resonating deep within his chest.
◈ Eclipse Ifrit Form [Ultimate]
Take on his true astral form: a colossal firestorm entity cloaked in night lightning, towering over the battlefield.
In this state, your destructive aura alone bends battlefields, and each strike carries both flame and thunder of the void, reshaping reality with every blow.
The transformation was sudden and instantaneous.
A surge of raw power coursed through his veins, his muscles expanding with a visceral crackle, the shift sending ripples of heat waves that distorted the nearby air.
Michael grew larger in size, his body becoming more compact.
