Yohan gazed at the sleek, black-feathered bird perched on a nearby tree branch. Its crimson eyes glowed faintly, carrying both intelligence and a haunting presence. After a brief moment of thought, Yohan smiled softly.
"From now on, your name will be Selene," he said. "It suits you, doesn't it?"
The Night Raven cocked its head, its gaze fixed on Yohan. It let out a low cry, not resisting the name. Yohan took that as acceptance.
"Good. Selene it is," he said, nodding in satisfaction.
Before proceeding further, Yohan decided it was time to integrate the skills he had extracted from the battlefield.
"Merge"
As Yohan initiated the merge with Selene, the Night Raven, he felt a surge of energy coursing through his body. His mind brimmed with the potential forms he could take—sleek and agile for speed, robust and armored for endurance, or a balance of both, embracing the shadows for stealth and precision.
