Phoenix Transformation was the name of the skill which Agni was about to use. It was one of the skills which he gained from his original legacy, the Primordial Phoenix Legacy before it merged with the werewolf king's legacy.
His skin started to turn into flames. It was like his skin was burning, and the first experience of activating this skill wasn't good in the least. Agni was already regretting his decision. If not for his entrapment, Agni would have never activated this skill for a very long time. He was able to activate this skill because this skill, unlike his other skills, did not require mana instead, this skill, just like his beast transformation, uses his stamina to stay active. But the only downside of using this skill was that it burnt high amounts of stamina every minute to keep this skill active. Agni Calculated that with his current 500 stamina points, he can keep this skill activated for at least ten minutes, which was not a short amount of time for someone like him who had become very strong in a very short period of time.
As Agni's skin started to turn into flames, his screeching, high-pitched roar escaped his already tired throat. The vibrations of the roar collided with the wall of the cocoon, and for an instant a tiny ripple appeared in the cocoon before the cocoon repaired itself on its own and healed the damage which was done to its body.
Agni's transformation was finally over. A 10-meter creature made up of entirely white flames was lying in the cocoon and the cocoon started to bulge under the size of the massive creature. The only part which was not covered by flames were his two eyes, which instead of turning golden like a phoenix, were red, signaling that his transformation ability wasn't a normal one. While Agni was in this form, he didn't need to activate any spell like deep flames or fire wings because his entire body was made up of fire, and he just had to manipulate it to form things like wings, weapon and armor out of it. Agni's time in this form was very limited, and he had to burn down the cocoon to get outside of it now a screeching roar escaped his flaming lips which translated to ---"whoever trapped me here listen bastard, your death is finally calling you by my will. I will make sure that I'll burn your flesh and make a throne out of your bones!"
These were the final words of the primordial monarch who was not aware of his title now.
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In the dungeon of the village of Tesq…
A man was sitting cross-legged on the cold dungeon floor. His appearance was disheveled. His once neatly tied hair was unkempt. His beard, which once gave him the mark of a handsome man was burnt and was looking horrible but all of this was nothing compared to the state of his lower body below his face. His hands and fingers were pinned on the ground with several needles. The pain he was feeling from all this was immense and he was cursing himself for ever getting greedier! His greed had blinded him, and now, the once proud envoy of the holy order, was in this state.
As Daniyal was cursing himself for being the reason for his own state, everything turned dark like the time had stopped. A haunting voice spoke in his ears which sent chills down his spine. He even peed a little by hearing the ghostly voice of the devil himself!
"I am Coming for your head. It has been a while since my flames ate something so holy. You shouldn't have made me go through that torture. Now suffer the consequences for your own actions…"