The water stirred, and Cleeve took a deep breath. From his back, black smoke formed, and Leon appeared. "It's time." The lion stretched its body as if it had been resting for eternity, ready to fight as Cleeve put on a silver helmet. It was subtle what was happening, masked by the rain that fell from above, but Cleeve could tell the webs had formed beneath the water.
"Lord Daywatch." Ordering the man, he picked up his shield and grabbed his sword. "Pour the remaining oil we have, bar that above the bridge, into the water and set it alight." Cleeve looked out at Anton as he rose; from behind him, red smoke formed. Unlike him, where Leon formed once the smoke fully left his body, it was as if a massive creature pulled itself free from Anton's body.
