Chapter 44: Superbia (1)
"HUBRIS!"
A pillar of red flames erupted beneath Blake, soaring above the milky clouds and rending the pitch-dark skies. It carved out a hole reminiscent of the sun. Despite the intense radiance, a graceful shadow flickered at its base.
A black presence glided out from that shadow, extending her hands toward Blake's armor. She merged with him—fully and willingly—just as the little golden apple had before.
Blake's dark demon armor of Pride warped into a new form. The vambraces around his elbows stretched forward like extra bones, each tipped with a keen blade. Caught in the whirlwind of flames, his armor melded so completely with his body that it practically became his skin. His mask twisted his face into raw demonic features, with a sharper jawline and lengthened ears. The inferno within his mouth glowed behind razor teeth, as if they were prison bars holding it in.
