As they stepped outside, the cool night air washed over them with Azrael standing a few paces away, his cloak billowing slightly in the breeze. He turned to face them, his eyes nearly glowing and brimming with power.
Islinda glanced nervously at Aldric. "Are you sure about this?"
Aldric nodded confidently. "Trust me. This is the safest way. And you are going to enjoy this."
Azrael got the cue and he began to transform. His body shifted and stretched, feathers sprouting from his skin. Within moments, he began to morph into a giant raven, much larger than anything Islinda had ever seen in her life.
"By the gods…."
Islinda's jaw nearly dropped to the ground in sheer amazement. Azrael's size was almost comparable to that of a dragon, if not for the distinctly raven-like form. The transformation was both astonishing and creepy to watch.
