Levi's gaze remained unwavering. His eyes were transfixed on the unfolding spectacle.
A mix of anticipation and excitement coursed through his veins as he beheld the seventh elder's transformation into the Frostbite Sharkblade King.
The air crackled with an electrifying surge of energy, enveloping the seventh elder's form in an otherworldly embrace.
Levi could feel the weight of the profound metamorphosis taking place, a merging of flesh and icy essence.
Frostbitten veins pulsated beneath the elder's skin, a visual representation of the frigid power coursing through his very being.
Each vein seemed to carry the essence of frostbite, a chilling reminder of the icy forces at his command.
Levi watched in awe as the elder's once-human frame underwent a radical shift.
His body elongated, the contours shifting to resemble the sinuous grace of a mythical creature born of frozen waters.
