Feathered!
This is the Feathered ritual coveted by the Cultists, representing the true Light Chaser, the blessing of the Moth Mother, the gift of the Ancient Race, a transcendence of the essence of Life.
This terrifying half-human half-moth monster slowly stood up.
He stepped off the altar, his pristine wings dragging on the ground, leaving filthy dark red blood stains, and a faint shimmering light of the powder from his wings. As the blood stains gradually melted, the trembling wings slowly opened, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, reborn, stretching its body.
Thud!
A sharp spike appeared in his palm, as if an insect, he walked on double feet towards the crowded cocooned humans, accompanied by a fleeting gleam, the bone spine instantly pierced the cocoon shell, slicing both the half-transformed creatures inside in half.
Blood splattered.
