The ground began to tremble, a low hum swelling into a violent electrical shriek that echoed across the hall. Something was happening. And at the center of it all was Jamie.
Lightning crackled around him like living serpents, slithering up his arms, weaving across his clothes. His hair and eyes burned with a dimmer gold than before—less pure, but far more dangerous.
Alexander froze. His chest hammered so hard it felt like it might shatter. He hadnt seen his friend transform before.
"Incredible," he thought, shock numbing his body. Jamie had hidden this side of himself all along. Now it made sense—how they'd taken back the base, how they'd beaten the commander.
Then came the next shock. Jamie's arms stretched, muscles straining, as he pushed upward against Caster's crushing weight. His voice cracked through the chaos.
"AAAHHHH!!"
