'Is he sharper than I let out, or is he just stupid?"
Suriol pondered to himself as he gazed at the human standing not so far from him. In the previous few moments, right when he was morphing his body, he sensed a slight murderous intent coming from the human.
He thought that he would attack him.
If there was a time when he was most vulnerable, it would indeed be during his transformation, so Suriol found it surprising that he didn't attack him.
'Did he sense something?'
In truth, the human would have most likely suffered severe injuries or even died had he chosen to attack.
The fact that he didn't do anything had in itself saved his life.
Suriol was not so dimwitted as to allow the human to take advantage of such a glaring weakness in his defenses.
He was obviously prepared.
'This new body isn't too bad…'
Suriol shifted his attention toward his new body.
