Beast Evolution Forge

Chapter 81 Battle 8

Mother staggered back, her hand flying to her chest, where a thin line of blood bloomed on her pristine red dress. Her eyes widened, a flicker of disbelief flashing across her face. "What... what was that?" she whispered, her voice laced with a hint of fear.

She looked at Vell, who was now crouched low to the ground, his body radiating a strange mix of power and grace. His posture was feline, almost feral, his limbs coiled like springs, ready to unleash an explosive burst of movement. A low purr vibrated from his chest, a sound that seemed to echo with the power of a beast.

She was confused at his transformation, was it a skill? She has never encountered a human with such a skill and that terrified her.

His sword was still glowing, but now, it was also pulsing with a dark energy, as if absorbing the shadows around him. His eyes, no longer solely red, were now ringed with a yellow glow, and his fingernails had sharpened into wicked-looking claws. She had fought many, many enemies over the years, but never had she encountered someone like him, someone so unpredictable, so... chaotic.

[oh, this is the same thing you were trying to do back in the forest... amazing.]

He looked at her, his mouth stretched into a wide, predatory grin. "You're not the only one with tricks up your sleeve," he said, his voice low, almost a growl. "And now... we are going to play my game."@@@@

He vanished.

She barely had time to react, her senses scrambling to track his movements. One second he was there, crouched low to the ground, and the next he was gone, leaving behind only the whisper of disturbed air.

'Fast... way faster than before!' She instinctively raised her guard, her fan forming a shield around her, but it was too late.

"What... why did you stop? Are you afraid? Did you finally realize how strong i am?" She asked, her voice still laced with defiance, but there was a hint of desperation in them.

He simply chuckled, his purr still echoing through the room. "I just want to see something, before ending this." His body began to tremble.

Mother could sense it, the power that was growing within him, it was not normal. It felt wrong, like his very being was twisted. He was no longer just trying to kill her but... to destroy her, and she did not understand why.

[Master... I think you should stop, this might get ugly if you keep this up.]

He was no longer listening, the power flowed through his body. He felt like he was floating, weightless, and he knew exactly what to do, he needed to see it, feel it, to accept it. He extended his hand, and for a moment, the world seemed to stop.

He closed his eyes, and then, he did it.

The chains holding back his power snapped, and a new form took shape. A horn appeared in the middle of his forehead, followed by a sing black wing what was double his size. The wing flapped and sent a strong wind throughout the room, sending her flying.

She gasped, her eyes wide with terror. She had never seen anything like this, something that defied logic, that made her feel so powerless. "What... what are you?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

He opened his eyes, a cruel smile spreading across his face. His voice was deeper, colder, and it seemed to echo with a power that was far beyond anything he had shown before.

"I am your end."