Wrath's face glowed red as her pupils finished its complete transformation. Her eyes were wide open and so was her mouth. Whispers of spells and chants could be heard from within her mouth without her lips actually moving. Her body trembled violently as the zombified Pride continued to lift her off the ground by the neck. Lust struggled to keep a hold of his brother while staring at his friend's power in awe.
Her ponytail danced and levitated on the air around her head as if she was suspended mid-air. The wind surrounding them picked up and formed a dome barrier between the fight and the sport crowd. Wrath moved her hand gently to cover Pride's and softly caressed it. Her fingernails had turned dark purple during her metamorphosis and the veins around her temple were protruding; strained.
/ Vwoosh /
