"Oho, nice sword," Azem says in an all too giddy tone.
They're wasting no time readying themself for battle either. They gently set the spirit down with a large smile. "We shan't be long, I hope."
They step back to give themselves some room, glyph flashing before their form begins to grow and change, light pouring from parts of them like liquid before coalescing into new limbs. If the dragon can be seen from this distance it must be quite big and they've decided that they best match them. Before long the space in which Azem once stood now stands a large multi-limbed and multi-eyed beast of white and gold, not so dissimilar from sin eater.
"Aaaah, this feels nice. Would you like a lift?" they ask in a tone that almost seems to be made of a multitude of voices.
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They're wasting no time readying themself for battle either. They gently set the spirit down with a large smile. "We shan't be long, I hope."
They step back to give themselves some room, glyph flashing before their form begins to grow and change, light pouring from parts of them like liquid before coalescing into new limbs. If the dragon can be seen from this distance it must be quite big and they've decided that they best match them. Before long the space in which Azem once stood now stands a large multi-limbed and multi-eyed beast of white and gold, not so dissimilar from sin eater.
"Aaaah, this feels nice. Would you like a lift?" they ask in a tone that almost seems to be made of a multitude of voices.