With the new power of the storm, the arcs of red-colored lightning continue consolidating themselves into a humanoid figure.
It did not take long for Ezequiel's face to become visible. His entire body was made from red lightning and the power in him was increasing with every strike of the storm.
Slowly he opens his eyes and at first, they were full of confusion. Everything from the moment his True Name evolved until now, was just like a dream and he could not control anything.
His body was following the laws as it strived to improve itself, generating changes on him at a molecular level.
As clarity filled his eyes, he feels the new strength of his bloodline and instinctively he gathered all of his power and he roared.
"ROOOAAARRRR!"
It was like a statement of an ancient creature who had just open up his eyes and was telling the world it was alive. It resounded through the entire mountain range.
