Rex's body began to change, his form expanding as his armor shifted and reconfigured. His wings grew larger, their silver light intensifying, and his claymore transformed into a massive energy blade that hummed with power.
His height increased, his frame now towering over the battlefield as he took on the form of a Kaelzar Battle Mechanoid, a living weapon of war.
The transformation was awe-inspiring, his presence radiating an overwhelming aura of power. The Tyrant unit guarding Cleo's body stepped back, its sensors struggling to process the sheer energy emanating from Rex.
"Alright," Rex said, his voice now deeper and more resonant. "Let's see how the dragon likes this."
With a powerful flap of his wings, Rex shot into the sky, his golden light cutting through the mist like a beacon. He soared toward the dragon, which was still hovering in orbit, its glowing red eyes fixed on the Liberator and the chaotic fleet below.
