Nathan did not think and followed her order. His right hand was already changing before the word finished leaving her mouth.
His beast arm tore through his sleeve as muscle and bone reformed. The bracer did not fall —it merged, its scale plating folding into the new shape.
He raised his arm.
BOOOOM!
The attack came from above and hit like a building had been dropped on him. The ground beneath his feet gave out entirely, cratering inward.
Dust and pulverized concrete exploded, swallowing him whole.
Leah steadied herself against a half-collapsed barrier, her whip already drawn in case of a surprise attack.
Aris did not wait for the dust to thin.
She took a step and rushed forward.
Her scythe came off her back in one motion, the blade catching the moon light above the smoke as she swung it in a wide, rising arc.
White lightning tore free from it — a single focused bolt shooting toward the dark shape that attacked Nathan.
