The skeleton within Ethan, which had once shimmered with a faint five-colored light, was now transforming into a pure, milky-white hue. All across his body, his muscles writhed and shifted. The silver specks of light that had appeared within them from his practice of the Force Resonance technique burned brighter than ever before.
The strangest change, however, was happening on the tattoo on his arm.
This mark, left by the Infernal Hound had always been a patch of pure black. Through it, Ethan could summon the creature, though Dragon Child had warned him that what answered the call might not be the true entity. He'd mostly forgotten about it since.
Even now, as it underwent its own transformation, Ethan was too preoccupied to notice.
During the downpour of lightning, the mark had been frantically absorbing the rampant energy. Now, it seemed to have come alive, the pattern glowing with an intense, vivid light.
Suddenly, the world shook.
