Hakuto's wounds have almost entirely vanished.
From the few that remain, no blood flows—only a thick, pink liquid, eerily similar to the healing saliva of succubi.
His eyes, once dark brown, now shine with a vivid, electric violet.
From his back spread two massive wings—not made of flesh, but of pure energy particles, shaped exactly like Ana's.
In the next instant, his entire body is covered by the diamond armor once again—but this time, it isn't clear or colorless.
It's tinted with purple hues, resembling quartz, and crackles with violet lightning.
Even his sword pulses with that same purple light.
Only the Sacred Flame around him remains the same, blazing with a bright, pure white glow.
~What... what just happened...?~
Hakuto can't make sense of it. The only things he knows for sure are that he's still alive—and that a new, foreign, and terrifyingly intense energy is coursing through his veins.
