Draig's body was strill writhing on the ground as the transformation still wasn't completed, his form was an amalgamation of different beings by this point. It was a horrid sight as he different parts of his body alternated between different transformation, his snout kept extending into that of werewolf before resuming its normal appearance and fur and scale like skin kept fighting for dominance upon his frame.
'What's happening' thought Draig unable to close his eyes due to pain.
Muscles were tearing and coming back together while bones broke and healed, his vessels were bursting casting the black liquid to his internals. He truly felt he had fallen to the depths of hell and burning for his sins, he grit his teeth to keep from releasing another barbaric scream as his eyes began to bleed that same black liquid.
