Green and blue runes covered his entire wings, every feather and every bone. Lightning and flames flickered on them.
He could feel a flame burning inside them and he knew instinctively that was a divine flame.
However he could also tell he didn't have much control over that flame which made sense.
His wings were now like a customised artefacts rather than a body part. When his wings formed the world seemed to sing to them
Thunder roared above as if welcoming the king of the sky. He flapped them gently. For a s moment everything stood still.
Then flames and lightning exploded out of the wings. The divine flame burnt bright turning both the lightning and the flames black.
The sky and the earth shook, lightning danced through the clouds like snakes. Tornadoes that connected the heavens and the earth ravaged through the earth for thousand of kilometres.
Earthquakes shook the land and lava exploded out of the ground like boiling porridge.
