The wings on Ethan's back were the very same ones that had mutated when Ormund revealed his true form.
He looked down at the changes to his body with pleasant surprise. The full set of armor had manifested without hindering his movements in the slightest. On the contrary, Ethan realized the armor fusion had significantly boosted his physical resilience, though he couldn't yet gauge the exact extent.
The wings extending from the armor felt like a natural part of him, an extension of his own body.
Whoosh…
With a thought, the wings beat, and Ethan's figure shot into the air.
"Luna… come out!"
Ethan stretched out his hand, and the Twilight War Spear materialized from nothing. Its keen tip glinted coldly in the light. He swung the spear, holding it loosely behind his back.
From a distance, Alaric's eyes narrowed as he witnessed this, a flash of greed appearing in his gaze as it fell upon the Twilight War Spear. He could tell at a glance this weapon was extraordinary.
