The strings slowly fell off in clumps.
The Ashura in front of Liam was nothing like his own Ashura Form. It resembled a male, but since the species' reproductive organs had been more or less erased, it
He was huge and heavily, heavily armored. Spikey white hair. Skin pulsing with veins of chaos beneath regal, ornate metal shapes studded on his body. All six of his arms resembled gauntlets shaped into a bestial roar. Like a sleeve of power, leaving his bare, knuckled fist uncovered.
Covered by a pattered, raggedy hakama, his feet were bare, human-like if not for the overgrown black nails which almost scratched against the ground beneath him.
His face was barely human-like in appearance. His angry eyes were glowing like two red orbs. A scrunched up, thick nose and square chin. He resembled the incarnation of violence.
His armored body was scarred. It was as though it was refurbished and repaired of any significant damage, but the exterior still showed very faint signs of damage.
