Looking at Belil's body, Raze realized that his worst fears had come true. A man who had achieved so much in the world of Pagna, who still had many followers, had given his life to him?
It was hard for Raze to understand. There weren't many people he had gotten close to in years, and even in Pagna, if there were those he had been close with, he would never have suspected Belil to give his life—perhaps not even those he truly trusted.
He still didn't fully understand; he couldn't empathize with the feelings that Belil had, and right now, all he had was a deep regret, feeling unworthy of the gift inside him.
In the middle of his spiraling thoughts, the transformation had begun. Every part of his body felt like it was being stretched out. His muscles twitched, the fibers expanding, tearing apart, and being rebuilt.
