'The energy off this guy now, it's even worse than before.'
Noah felt it before the transformation finished. That same pungent, sickening pressure from earlier had returned but compounded, layered over itself the way a wound gets worse when something reopens it with intent.
He'd felt something like this before. Not here, not in this timeline, but in the moments when Kruel had evolved mid battle, when a three horn Harbinger had torn itself apart and rebuilt into something with four, and the entire character of the fight had changed in the span of seconds. The air around a Harbinger mid evolution had felt exactly like this. Like reality itself was reconsidering the amount of space it was willing to share.
Whatever Gorrauth was becoming, it was not a second attempt at the same thing.
