Ethan's breath hitched as his eyes caught the deliberate motion of Lucan swallowing the Leapstone. His mind raced to comprehend the gravity of what he had just witnessed.
"Lucan… what are you doing?!" Ethan blurted out, his voice cracking with shock and alarm.
Thorne, standing like a battered shield between Reynard and Lucan, glanced over his shoulder briefly, his brows furrowed in disbelief. "Is he—? Did he just—?"
Lucan's body began to tremble, his aura shifting violently. His radiating power was palpable, chaotic, and raw, making the air around them feel dense and oppressive. It surged like an unbridled storm, threatening to consume everything in its path.
Reynard's sharp gaze locked onto Lucan, his eyes narrowing dangerously as the realization dawned. The surge of power emanating from Lucan was unmistakable. It was the distinct energy of someone on the precipice of transformation.
