The purplish-blue scales covering Layland's body turned two shades darker as unadulterated Demonic power enshrouded his being. His body grew, making him over two times bigger. The scales framing his face morphed into an exoskeleton that covered his face like a mask. It was reminiscent of a human skull but with a more sinister look. A pair of wings sprouted out his back. He flapped them once, creating a deep hole in the sand behind him.
Quetzalcoatl stared into Layland's blazing eyes. As expected, he couldn't sense any resemblance of soul in them. They burned like hell, unnerving him greatly. When Layland extended his hand to the side, Quetzalcoatl took a step back. Rexorem appeared in Layland's hand and Quetzalcoatl noted that it had adjusted to Layland's size.
