The venom energy concentrating from his right wrist commenced assuming the shape of a sphere. Dark green fog clouds commenced manifesting around him, and Mel was intimately familiar with this visage. The venom clouds that had encapsulated him every single day across a three-month span were now gathering around the dark green sphere upon his right wrist.
The Wind Seed upon Mel's right ankle was gleaming, yet the Venom Seed commencing to manifest upon his right wrist was vastly divergent. Even though they shared tones of the identical hue and both harbored a spherical shape, the disparity in their sensations reflected upon their surfaces as well.
