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After another moment of contemplation, Brandon admitted, “More than I can even articulate. I don’t know. I mean, how does this Transformation thing work again?” Cadence and Aaron exchanged glances, and he nodded at her as if to say go ahead and answer, so she said, “Well, it can happen one of two ways. Back before we had Transformation Serum, Guardians and Hunters were activated to Transform through stressful situations, like confronting a Vampire. You may have actually started the process yourself, although since you were never in any danger, you’re probably your same ol’ loveable self.” Brandon snickered. “I feel pretty normal,” he assured her.

It was going to be glorious. I faced Trauma’s monster, with pride swelling inside me. He was not dripping with my diseased blood this time; instead, covered in a mixture of black scales and metallic blue feathers. His body was still a mess of dissected eyeballs and bones, spanning down eight feathered arms; each with a ring of bones curving over a spear-shaped leg. Its wheezing breaths were the only thing I could hear; haunting me with Torch’s last moments. I could never escape it. It was what I needed right now.