"Babe... don't go hard on her." Harley, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke in a soft, measured tone, her golden eyes boring into Ethan's.
'I understand. But first…' Ethan replied, his voice calm, though his expression tensed as he closed his eyes in concentration.
His aura flared, and the alchemic runes hidden beneath his clothes erupted with a blinding light that encapsulated his entire body. When the light finally dimmed, Ethan looked noticeably different.
His wings and horns had seemingly vanished—though in reality, they had merely transformed. The horns were now sleeker, black with crystalline tips glowing faintly with a soft red light, while his wings remained, though invisible to the naked eye. His mesmerizing golden eyes had deepened into a dark gold, almost orange, carrying an unsettling intensity. But the most shocking change, one that Trevor was already struggling to suppress laughter over, was Ethan's height.
