He raised both of his hands, holding them hovering just inches above the unconscious wolf's body.
'It's time…'
Klaus took a deep breath, flooding his arms with an immense volume of pure white Soul Mana.
The air around the carriage grew incredibly heavy with the atmospheric pressure warping under the strain of a god actively defying the laws of nature.
VWOOM!
The glowing white mana poured from his fingertips, completely engulfing the wolf's body in a blinding cocoon of light.
Klaus didn't just cast a generic transformation spell.
He had to actively rip apart the wolf's spiritual blueprint and forcefully restructure it into the exact shape and density of the giant mountain bear currently pulling the carriage.
It was agonizing unsettling work.
'Being able to change souls… is very…'
What was the word? Wrong? Disgusting? There were so many ways to describe how the feeling of changing souls but if Klaus were to simply describe this process.
'Exhilarating.'
