She was a terrifying baddie now, looking like a war goddess of blood and bone.
Thick, black smoke billowed from her mouth and nostrils with every heavy, rhythmic breath, curling around her head like a dark halo. But it was the skeletal eruption that truly commanded the room.
From her spine, massive, obsidian-like bone protrusions had burst through her skin, curving upward like the jagged wings of a demon. Similarly, razor-sharp bone spurs had erupted from her forearms, lengthening into natural, organic blades that hummed with the heat of her blood.
Her muscles were even more pronounced, etched with glowing red veins that looked like rivers of flowing magma. And now... she looked less like a warrior and more like a force of nature that had decided to take a humanoid shape just to spite the world.
Rex finally looked up from his gauntlets. For the first time since the demonstration began, the smug, bored mask on his face cracked.
