[: 3rd POV :]
Daniel's appearance had changed in a way that defied superficial recognition.
His physique no longer carried the raw, chaotic sharpness of struggle, nor the overbearing extremity of forced evolution.
Instead, it had settled into something far more terrifying in its refinement, a body that looked perfectly balanced between strength and control.
His muscles were defined, but not exaggerated; every line of his form suggested absolute efficiency, as if his entire body had been reconstructed to move, react, and exist without waste.
Even stillness around him felt engineered.
His hair, once ordinary in tone, had grown longer and now flowed as if it possessed its own gravitational presence.
Strands of silver intertwined with luminous gold and faint traces of deep primordial purple, shifting gently as though they were reacting to unseen currents of energy still lingering in the void.
