As the light began to fade, Draco's figure was revealed once more.
Everyone's jaws dropped in disbelief, their eyes locked on him in shock.
Xylara also stood up in astonishment. Her master had attempted this before in his past life, but it had never been successful.
A golden-black helmet with the horns of a demon adorned his head. His armor was covered in the scales of a dragon, while flaming phoenix wings spread out behind him. His hands embodied power, and his legs embodied speed. Silver hair cascaded down, partially hidden by the overwhelming presence of his form. Each of his shoulder guards bore the sculpted head of a silvery dragon and a red phoenix. Every breath he took echoed like thunderclaps. In his grasp was a black-and-red sword, and his appearance alone sent shivers down the spines of all who witnessed it.
This was the current appearance of Draco.
