"No... not again! Don't tell me you're going for another evolution upgrade?" Auren flinched as the flame mana in his chest flared without warning.
He fought to steady it, fingers whitening as the heat pulsed through his limbs, but the surge of mana would not be stopped and continued to gather into the newly formed egg.
The golden egg that had been Bigbird's last form shivered in midair, light trembling across its shell.
For a moment its familiar luster held, then the color shifted—gold deepening into a darker, richer hue.
SWOOOMB~
Red veins crawled across the surface like molten glyphs, and a crimson, serpentine symbol curled around the shell's crown.
Auren watched as the emblem stamped itself into the shell: the sigil of a Ugha's true form, a Red Serpentine Dragon, ancient and powerful.
He felt something inside him tighten, some private possession slipping away. He wanted to call out, to demand explanation, but all he could think was,
'This better be worth it.'
