One by one, they overcame it. The struggle had nearly broken them, but now the power was theirs.
Lumberling's gaze lingered on them, sharp and approving. 'Good. If they can withstand this, then they're worthy of the strength I've given them.'
Gobo2 cried out as his skin darkened to a deeper green, his frame swelling larger. His aura exploded outward like a roaring fire, pressing down on everyone nearby. He fell to one knee, clutching his chest, then threw back his head and laughed.
"Hah! I was just jealous, watching Aren evolve earlier. Now look at me, I'm catching up!" His grin split wide, sharp fangs glinting. "Hobgoblin Warmarch!"
The others cheered, pounding their weapons against the ground.
"This… this feels great," Skarn said, his voice low but brimming with satisfaction. "My body… it feels like a weapon itself. No armor can stop me now."
