June stood still, surrounded by a freezing wall that stopped him from seeing the battlefield but prevented anyone from doing the sa with him.
Erik said, and as he heard those words, the clone took a deep breath.
The transformation began with a low growl that emanated from deep within his core, growing louder and more intense with each passing second.
His skin rippled and his muscles bulged unnaturally. June's bones broke and reford, lengthening his fra.
He started getting really dark skin, like so kind of magical obsidian. As this transformation continued, scales started to appear and converge, uniting to create an impervious suit of armor that sparkled when exposed to light.
Instead of nails, he got so sharp, gigantic talons that were able to rip steel and flesh with
ease.
June's face was twisted and stretched. His jawline ford a snout. Razor-sharp teeth ca out of his gums, incredibly long and lethal.
His eyes turned red and slitted. Massive wings spread from his back, ripping his clothes. The wings' midnight-black span covered the entire area within the encircling wall.
June's transformation culminated in a roar that was heard throughout the battlefield, shaking the earth and terrifying whoever listened to it.
Few knew about June's ability. Not even Fischer and Van Dyke did, so when they started getting reports of a roar, which they knew well to what it belonged to, they started sweating in fear.
From outside the ice wall, Erik felt the battlefield's tension rise and shift because of what was happening within the ice wall.
At that point, everyone understood what was inside of it. Though they couldn't understand where it ca from.
"A wyvern!"
"A wyvern!"
People shouted in fear, after having recognized to what the roar belonged to. The thaid's presence made even the most experienced blackguards hesitate.
A hush fell over Volkov's troops as they heard the earth-shaking roar. The sound was primal and filled them with a terror that no other creature could invoke in a human.
That was a pretty powerful statent, considering there were many dreadful beasts around the world.
But only a wyvern could have that effect on people. Maybe because they resembled dragons, and dragons were powerful magical beasts, albeit those of legend.
Regardless, wyverns were a bad sign. Volkov's soldiers faced many horrors on the many battlefields and missions they had been sent on in the past, but a wyvern was an entirely different beast.
The soldiers exchanged nervous glances for a couple of seconds, but then soone started losing it.
"We need to get out of here!"
Panic spread like wildfire through Volkov's soldiers' ranks.
Volkov's army collapsed as soldiers fled instinctively. Fear spread like wildfire among soldiers, engulfing the entire force in a frantic retreat.
"Fall back! We can't fight that thing!"
Fearful and perplexed voices yelled. Cries for retreat drowned out orders to hold ground.
So soldiers lowered their weapons and stopped fighting. So tripped and fell in their hasty escape, causing a jumble of bodies and equipnt.
The lines of Volkov's army turned into a chaotic ss. A few tried to gather their fellow soldiers, but fear won over everything.
The thought of facing a wyvern was too much for them to bear.
"Perfect," Erik said to himself, his grin widening.
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