Building on his experience awakening as a Gene Fusion Expert and the advice Graces had just shared, Smelian was more mentally prepared for the second injection of the gene fusion agent.
When the familiar burning sensation arose, he knew the drug was taking effect.
Pristine white feathers sprouted from his exposed forearms. Their pure white color made them look incredibly sacred.
Those once-small feathers grew at a rate visible to the naked eye, becoming larger, harder, and sharper until Smelian's arms vanished completely, replaced by wings.
To Lu Xia and the others observing, the process seemed to happen in a flash, but for Smelian, it was an eternity.
Even though he had braced himself, knowing the process wouldn't be easy, he had still underestimated the pain—a feeling like every bone in his body was being shattered and reforged.
