The mana, like a sentient force, began to take shape, coalescing into a strange humanoid entity.
The entity's head bore a resemblance to Stacy's, small and adorned with a vivid shade of red. Its body, however, was much larger, enveloping Stacy and shrouding her in its ethereal form. As the transformation unfolded, Stacy's consciousness waned, her awareness slipping away as the strange creature consumed her form.
Nexus, drawn to the surreal spectacle before him, moved closer to Stacy's now-immobile body. He gently placed a soft hand on her shoulder, his touch a tender and hopeful gesture. "Stacy, please wake up," he implored, his voice filled with both love and concern. He refused to abandon her, even as the situation had taken a turn beyond his wildest imagination.
