Sebastian had followed Kogo, and soon enough Sonea ran past, he gritted his teeth and yelled after her âARE YOU INSANE!? THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, WOMAN!?â to Sebastianâs disdain Wraith found this hilarious, falling over and laughing.
âSheâd make great bait, if she werenât the leaderâ through his hysteric laughter he spoke before getting up, opening both his eyes, now the both of them reptilian and slitted, he grinned and stretched. ânow get moving, else you all end up dead. And thatâs just problematicâ
Sebastian had turned to run after Sonea when the odd gentleman appeared, when he revealed the weapons, Sebastian didnât think, heâd snatch up a sheathed longsword; Turn and sprint for it, on his way he heard the roar of their foe, and it made his skin crawl.
Sebastianâs rage seethed under his thoughts; in the back of his mind. Wraith knew it and felt it, and the demon grinned at the others. âwhat are you lot waiting for? If he dies whoâs going to help scaredy cat? And then if she kicks the bucket, well iâm sure you know the outcome of thatâ with another laugh Wraith fades, drawn back to his victim watching from the comfort of Sebastianâs mind.
And soon enough he saw it, from the looks of it, the beast had slowed itself down for its final charge at Sonea, he kept up his sprint moving until he was between it and Sonea, staring down a flaming mutt, not what he expected, but it was pretty cool, right?. Sebastian just glanced back, he stepped forward, holding the enchanted longsword up.
âWell arenât you an ugly bastardâ Sebastian chuckled, heaving in air and smirked, he had to keep himself stable, and not give an inch, else it was going to take a mile. âyou canât win alone, let me help you out, all you have to do is give me something and iâll give a fair trade.â the voice of the demon whispered in his head.âShut it, I donât need your backstabbing now.â
âNo, this is genuine concern, you wonât win this fight, either you run for the others, or take this chance to prove youâre stronger, better than themâ Sebastian grinded his teeth. âFine take what you want, take what you willâ Wraithâs smile couldnât be bigger and he laughed.
âPerfectâ a deep thin aura began to seep from Sebastianâs form, his skin hardening and scales formed across his body, with the shade of a deep dark purple, and his only eye shifting to that of a reptile, his hands becoming clawed and his knuckles spiked with boney protrusions. Painless was the shift, into a more draconic form; fitting of the blood.
Seb grinned and thought now i just look like a fucking comic book hero Wraith laughed and left the message in his mind the price is paid, your familiar has come,for now, and your dominion is yours. Just swing your blade and watch the destruction
Sebastian would do so channeling his dominion, the kinetic movements of swinging the blade would create vectors and Sebastianâs mind quickly realised this and honed onto it, with the vectors, created by the sword swing heâd smirk and then swing the sword again in a large vertical cutting motion, though this time the vector created would be launched at the hound, if it were to strike, the vector would sever a limb clean away or an ear from the rest of the beast.
The small familiar a large dog sized dragon, coloured in a mix of purples with a yellow eye, in some way it was like Sebastian, though the familiar hung back watching from a distance. Sebastian didnât hear or feel the presence of wraith, and he had pretty cool new magic, hopefully the scales will disappear when he returns home.