Instantly after issuing the command, Ulric felt his back twitch slightly. Two protrusions extended outward, forming wings that stretched over two and a half meters on each side.
A wave of dark energy shot out to cover them. This time, it wasn't pure darkness. It was laced with something else, its aura instantly reminding him of the vision. He breathed, "Asura's energy."
Soon the dark shifted into a glimmering red, encasing the newly formed wings.
The entire process took barely a few seconds. As he felt it unfold, his brows arched slightly.
He had expected pain, but it had all felt completely natural. The only evidence of their presence was the massive hole torn through the back of his robe.
Amber and Lyra, still clutched tightly in his grasp, were even more stunned. They watched two massive blood-red wings tear free from his back. Their edges gleamed with a deathly sharp aura, coated in a mystical energy that sent chills racing down their spines.
