"Is this supposed to happen?" The humans quickly understood something was wrong as the massive beast they were riding began to diffuse into a thick mist of pure dark essence, Seth's frame beginning to deflate at a rapid pace.
But unfortunately Seth remained silent to their panicked cries, not of his own accord but because he simply couldn't speak, his will force elapsed to total nothing, his frame deflating faster than the transformation had occurred.
Seth's mind was left in a blurry mess, his mortal mind, stripped of all will, simply couldn't rein in the instinct of a divine dragon, his very being clouded by the feel of all that power leaving his veins, deflating to the shell of what he once was.
All that power evaporating out of his cells, the feeling of his very being breaking down to a smaller version, a mortal mind bare of will couldn't handle all that information.
