Akhton's jaws elongated and deformed into a drooling, brutish maw devoid of the grace and noble bearing of a Bastet.
Membranous wings formed between his hands and hips, and bone spikes oozing poison erupted along his spine. The thick mane around Akhton's neck turned into mangy fur, and his claws became almost as long as his fingers.
The Corrupted Divine Beast that had replaced the Bastet had four flames orbiting above his head, and the red light of undeath shone brightly in his eyes, leaving the Firstborn Banshee flabbergasted.
'Whatever that thing is, it's not born from mother's work, but from its perversion.' Ilthin adjusted her two-handed grip on Orphan Maker and conjured her tier five Blood Spell, Spiral Edge.
Dozens of crimson waves surrounded the Firstborn Banshee, ebbing and flowing as if guided by an invisible tide.
