Maybe it was because I had been suppressed for so long, but Titan's Marrow had never felt this natural, this right. The Celestial Marrow in my bones sang as I grew, my channels widening; all of these caused my Anima to surge.
Crystallization compressed my Anima, and with the unearthly regeneration of my Anima Depth, I had been packing a lot of power in my soul. I burned my Anima like a man setting fire to his own house.
You see, at this point, I did not care if I died to the demon; I was just very tired of being suppressed for so long without being able to cut loose.
With the howl of the Moon Fox in the air, I became Lightning Incarnate, no, that was the wrong word… I detonated into it.
The lightning came out of me so hard the walls around me went white and then went away, and I did not have a body anymore; I had a shape that resembled a very pissed off lightning storm, what? You don't know what that looks like? Well, good for you, and pray you don't ever find out.
