3062 Three Branches (Part 2)
Her beauty was stunning and further emphasized by her loose clothes that left her back exposed. It wasn't a fashion choice, just the only way to not restrict her wings and their powers.
"From what we already know, as usual. Any element will do." Morok replied.
Upon reaching the violet core, the Tyrant had changed into something different from his kin, different even from his father. Morok was 3.5 meters (11'6") tall with multi-colored scales covering his body from head to toe.
The pale skin typical of Tyrants was nowhere to be seen.
Only the six eyes opened over different parts of his body and his fangs-filled mouth were the same. His hands ended with razor-sharp claws and his legs resembled those of a cat, giving him greater jumping and running abilities.
Last, but not least, the two small protuberances shaped like an overturned V on his back were actually energy wings similar to those an Awakened Fomor would obtain.
"Fire, then." Ryla's red eye lit up and her feathered wings turned crimson as they absorbed the fire element from the surrounding world energy.
Her whole body was engulfed by mystical fire that didn't burn a single hair on her head or blackened her clothes. Lith and Morok lit up their respective red eyes in the hope of triggering a resonance, but once again nothing happened.
Upon their signal, the Fomor let the flames spread from her hands to their bodies, shrouding Lith and Morok in fire as well. Physical contact allowed the two men to trigger their bloodline abilities.
Morok absorbed part of the flames, but aside from adding their power to his own, he failed to achieve anything. He couldn't produce more nor did he manage to spark flames of his own.
Lith, instead, couldn't do anything until he activated his emerald eye as well. The mystical fire over his body grew in size and heat as he added fire element and a spark of life force.
"Nothing has changed." He sighed. "I can nurture the existing flame with my essence but I can't make them on my own."
He unfurled his feathered wings but nothing happened. He shapeshifted into the Voidfeather Dragon and lost his control over Ryla's bloodline ability.
"Don't do that." She said. "Your Dragon side may be the source of your inner fire but it's not him who empowers your eyes. Embrace your human side."
Lith followed her instructions, reverting to human but keeping his feathered wings out.
"Why are you doing that?" Morok asked.
"All evolved humans have wings and now my feathers bear an elemental pattern similar to a Fomor." Lith shrugged. "I'm not sure if they come from my Dragon or human side. It's worth a shot."
"True that." The Tyrant nodded and a burst of elemental energy came out of the bony protuberances on his back, forming proto-energy wings.
Alas, nothing changed for either of them so Ryla moved on to her blue eye.
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