"This is indeed a rare sight," Tigana cocked her head in the direction of Lancelot, who shrugged at her. "In that case, I shall grant you some power."
A red glow gathered in Tigana's hands and then submerged into Dingke's body.
The Quasimodo Demon collapsed to the ground with a scream of agony. Its muscles trembled violently as if they were cramping, but it did not experience the skin-tearing, bone-piercing pain it had when Lancelot had 'bestowed' his 'gift'.
Lancelot felt intense pain through the mental link, but it was within a tolerable range.
After a few moments, Dingke stood up again. From a distance, it still looked like a Quasimodo Demon, but up close one could see it now stood over six feet tall, twice the height of a normal Quasimodo Demon. Its bulging muscles and the pair of majestic horns on its head set it apart as something extraordinary.
It knelt respectfully before Tigana, demonstrating its subservience.
