Eli's body undergoing a terrifying degradation process due to the corrosion of dark magic sent chills down everyone's spine. His skin transformed from human flesh to dark, scaly armor, his face twisted and contorted, revealing a vicious mouth filled with razor-sharp teeth.
His hands became demonic claws, long and pointed, and within his palms, one could see the source of a blood-red glow. This was a type of magical energy flowing within Eli, making him stronger and more brutal.
People stood agape, watching Eli's transformation, and even the warriors who had once fought him felt an unprecedented fear. Eli was no longer the familiar enemy; he was now an entirely new threat.
When Eli swung his gigantic claw, the blood-red glow was more intense than before. It shot from his palm, like a torrent piercing through the air, and went through the chests of several villagers. Time seemed to freeze at that moment, as people screamed and fell, their blood mingling with fear in the air.
