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2024-10-29 19:42:56Realizing what Mardichi needed, Sebastian tugged his tunic from his shoulders and tossed it in the corner. Dropping to the floor, he forced his body into a meditative state despite the pain he knew would arise. Ready to take it on.
Give me strength. He willed, as he always did when he did this.
Drawing a long breath, he let the marks winding his torso move to his shoulders and back. Adjusting as tiny claws erupted, digging through his skin to let shining gold creatures spill from his back, sides and chest. Thumping to the floor and scrambling outside to pour across the meadow embracing the house.
He muttered a prayer under his breath and forced his body still. Swaying under the rending and jerking of the dragons separating from his flesh. As soon as one tore free, his body would attempt to seal the skin in a great effort to heal. But another would tear through that new flesh and raw nerves. It too would drop out and scurry away.
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