"What do I do, my Lord?" Eamon asked, clearly still dazed by the fact that Edwin Grey was now Ghelgath. He couldn't bring himself to accept it, but Edwin was just too strong. "Tch"
"Hmm, it seems you still don't trust me even after I demonstrated my power," Edwin sighed, his frustration evident. "Very well, it seems I just have to show you my true form."
Suddenly, Edwin's body started shifting and bending in unnatural ways. His skin began turning blue as scales formed on it. Large wings sprouted from his back, and before one could say "Jack," he had transformed into a massive ice dragon.
Eamon, upon witnessing Edwin's transformation, instantly fell to one knee and bowed his head in reverence, clearly overwhelmed by the dragon's powerful aura. "Yes, surely this is my Lord's power," he said, kowtowing fully in front of the dragon.
"Now do you believe?" Edwin spoke, his voice distorted and dripping with condescension.
