Outside, away from the war goddess dominating the scene, the anxious Jack Schneider and the indifferent Estrella, Lucas looked at the grim and transformed Klain with a smile in his eyes.
Rather than a transformation, it was a buffing up, with energy externalized, transformed, then swallowed back to combine it with the body, the other half of an evolver's assets. His more intimidating was like he was becoming a monster to face a monster, a devil to face a devil, with the smokey breath like he was exhaling sulfur.
Lucas' smile deepened in his golden eyes, and widened on his lips. His teeth flashed, and the orangish-red eyes across from him kilometers upon kilometers away narrowed. The blue lightning snakes on the surface of his body suddenly flared up then contracted into thin lines that almost etched themselves into his skin, and he disappeared.
