Nathan's [Hunter's Insight] screamed as it scanned the mana signature of the pyre wyrm . It was entirely unstable. Chaotic. The two heads possessed separate cores—two violently blazing hearts where there should have been one. This wasn't a natural evolution. It was a forced, agonizing mutation.
"That's... not the Pyre Wyrm," Nathan said, the cold returning to his veins. "Not anymore."
"What the hell did they do to it?" Dillon stared in horror, his katana still sparking with residual static. "How does it have two heads?"
"Some kind of Forced evolution?" Elise stated, her analytical tone failing to mask her revulsion. "They collapsed the Tower's structure to funnel all the destabilized mana directly into the boss room. They warped it and Made it into a bomb."
