MAD END'S DECEPTION
The Prisoner Sigil flared, its glow intensifying as it unlocked a fraction—like a door wrenched halfway open.
When the sigilmaker stepped away, the change began.
Black and gold scales spread across Gildeon’s skin, overtaking flesh in rapid succession. Steam curled from the transformation as muscle reformed beneath the surface. His fingers twisted into claws, bones shifting with sharp, audible cracks.
Wings burst from his back.
He launched upward.
A roar tore from his throat as he shot through the open ceiling. Midair, the transformation deepened. Bones snapped and reformed. His body elongated, expanding, reshaping into something vast and monstrous. Limbs stretched, spine lengthening, tail un
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