"Rain?"
Lyre called out once more, frantically looking around searching for Rain.
"I'm here," Rain said behind him.
Stunned, Lyre slowly turned.
"Rain?" He gasped.
Suspended in the air was a creature unlike any he had ever seen.
Unlike the night Rain fought with Lyre's brothers, he was partially transformed.
But now, he bore his complete self.
His skin had three colours in them. The tattoos on his body were blazing red. It formed foreign words which none of them can interpret.
Half part of his body was white while the other part was black.
However, the black seemed to be more than the white.
On his head were two horns. They weren't big, but it was noticeable.
His red wings flapped in the cold air. They were the same colour as the tattoos on his skin.
Just like half part of his body, his wings have splotches of white on them, making them seem more white than red.
"Wow," Lyre murmured as his eyes took in the creature in front of him.
