Walker stepped toward the shadowy mass hesitantly. He wasn't sure what had happened, this was not the usual skill Onyx would use to become a shadow tattoo or melt in to a shadow. "Onyx?" His voice was soft but easily heard through the silent training area.
The shadows appeared to be shifting in response to his words. "Is that Onyx?" Alma came up and sounded her voice of worry. Midnight was right beside Walker equally curious. Her muscles were tense and she had a slight fire in her belly.
There was a slight shift and Walker made out something that was not part of the shadows on the ground. "Look, there is a piece of his skin. I think Onyx shed his skin!" This was more exciting than he had imagined. Onyx had been ravenously consuming the light elemental mana for the past day and this must be the result. He had finally had his growth spurt.
