What Meave showed at the moment was certainly a different kind of transformation than his. Seeing the monstrous figure before him, Emery promptly scoured through his memories before he landed on a name, the Fenrir Wolf.
It had similar features to the one he saw in his illusion. The pitch black fur, the spikes on its limbs. Emery also noticed small horns on its forehead and the much larger claws than its normal counterparts.
The wolf, or rather, the transformed Meave let out a roar loud enough to destroy a normal individual's eardrums. Strong gust of wind washed over him as Emery could clearly feel the strong power radiating from the other party.
There was even a voice that sounded directly to his mind, Meave's voice.
"You will learn the stark difference between us!"
