Who We Fear Most

Disseus’ body unraveled like a piece of fabric covering a beast. Falling away and peeling apart, to release the bigger thing. His neck jutted out until it dropped back onto the ground with a thump. His back stretching and wings unfurling to expose the charcoal coloring. Which was trimmed in silver along every wing, his brows, and the spines running up his snout. His body covering in the charcoal skin which was sleek but thick and armored.

He fell forward, landing on his palms which were quickly turning to claws.

Everyone had stopped moving. Watching mesmerized as his body changed.

The other Harbingers were confused.

This isn’t how they change. Disseus knew the extent of their conversion was sprouting the wings along their backs and their highly increased speed and strength.

But Disseus was quite another matter. His scalp still had a span of the same bluish silver hair. It started between his ears and ran in a mane, up his neck, to sto