Reconciled to the situation, he is left with only one thing. The transformation requires no effort. Within the blink of an eye, he assumes fighting form.
Determined to intimidate her even more than usual, however, he does his best.
His mortal body writhes into a five-meter tall figure woven of pure light, so strong that the mortal eye can barely bear it. The curly hair is pulled in to give way to a flaming mane that blends with the huge wings. He shapes his eyes into two almond-shaped slits blacker than the blackest abyss. The light emanating from his body illuminates a radius of a kilometer. An angelic sword arises in his hands. He is satisfied, his appearance is even more terrifying than that of his masters.
The closer beasts burn up from Luigi's glare. Both Lazars stop in place.
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