In the heart of the forgotten streets, the turning point of this brutal showdown had arrived. Silo, in a reckless bid for unmatched power, downed the remaining capsules in one fell swoop. His jaws worked in a mechanical frenzy, a relentless symphony of chewing and swallowing, each movement driving the drugs deeper into his system.
Then, it happened. The transformation was swift and overwhelming. Silo's skin erupted in a vivid blue luminescence, veins coursing with an ethereal light, an outward manifestation of the raw power surging through him.
The blue glow that surged through his veins was a beacon of the supernatural forces now coursing within him.
