Shadow got back on her feet. She stood there covered in heavy wounds and burns, looking at Fey and Raze. Even with her body torn apart, she forced herself to smile, her lips curling upward.
She looked Raze straight in the eyes.
Then her body began to change.
Bones cracked. Flesh twisted. Her frame convulsed violently, reshaping itself. Fey and Raze watched in confusion, unsure of what they were witnessing.
"Fey… what's going on?" Raze asked.
"I've never seen anything like this," Fey replied, and that meant something, considering how long he had lived and all he had witnessed.
"Should I attack?" Fey asked, claws twitching.
"No," Raze said, eyes narrowing. "I want to see where this is going."
Shadow's body continued twisting, growing in height and mass until she stood over ten feet tall, made entirely of darkness, with glowing purple eyes burning like twin flames. At first glance she resembled an abomination, but she wasn't. Raze couldn't sense any demonic energy from her.
