Scarlett too recognized the signs of a world tribulation. It reminded her of Tyris's words, sending a cold shiver down her spine.
'Damn my bad luck. Not only am I forced to face a Guardian, but I also have to undertake a tribulation at the same time. I don't know what the world wants from me, only that my odds of dying just doubled.
Even if Salaark doesn't kill me, the world could if I fail. Bah, too late for hindsight!'
Scarlett set aside her fear of death and charged forward. Her body started to swell and change, doubling its size. Her fur morphed into red scales as thick as a shield and a pair of feathered wings appeared on the Scorpicore's back.
The muzzle became a fiery slate, only her eyes remained visible. Scarlett's mane turned into a raging purple flame, hot enough to turn sand into glass.
