Board Thread:World Map/@comment-25687356-20161123034942/@comment-24714922-20161123054244

Mugen sat, attempting to absorb the cells of the wyvern. At first nothing happen and his frowned standing up and reverting to his normal stage. Before he could even take a step he doubled over in excruciating pain. It was worse than he had ever felt and a part of him wished he would just die now. He cried out in agony but there was no one to listen to his screams. Eventually the pain subsided but he felt ... odd. No, his forehead felt odd, like a small burning sensation that faded away. He prodded it with his fingers and was surprised to feel two small bumps that tapered towards the end, his skin wasn't split but there was something there. After a moment of feeling them he settled that they were bone; solid growths from his forehead. "Horns? No way" he muttered to himself, he looked himself over, finding no other changes and was annoyed to see his ankle was still injured.

Mugen unwrapped his sash from around his torso and used it as a sort of bandage to stop the bleeding. He took a deep breath and stood up, putting pressure on his sore ankle, it wasn't too bad and he figured it would only slow him down a bit. He gripped his staff in his left hand and took off at a run. He wasn't as fast as he usually was [Mugen's speed stat is 3, while running its about 2.5] but he would quickly catch up to Keldran. "Keldran ... I'm ... I'm sorry. I never wanted that to happen. I ..." he couldn't find the words to express what he felt but he fully expected Keldran to unleash on him and to be honest, it would be justified. He also decided not to mention the growths on his forehead.

As they walked Mugen noticed the sky darkening and soon enough it was nightfall. After a while Mugen began to feel uncofortable, out of the two he was always the most paranoid. Soon his paranoia was justified as a voice spoke to them. Almsot immediately Mugen entered his Stage One Transformation, wisps of bluish gold senjutsu chakra wisped around him. The odd thing was that the small bumbs on his forehard would grow ever so slightly in this Stage. He right arm grew bigger with large claws and growths along his forearm. In his left he held his Bo-staff by the center. What was that? He wondered.

In moments the two were surrounded by rather tall individuals and a red haired man was adressing Keldran, demanding he hand over the claymore. Mugen knew, or at least he was sure he knew that this was going to become a blood bath, there was no way that Keldran would hand over his final sword. "Just give the word Keldran" he said under his breath. His eyes scanned over the people surrounding them, they were massive, they looked like they could easily handle dragons which meant the following fight would be tough.