It didn't matter what brought the change, only that there was a change, and it had already happened.
The Macan leader, even as a peak Level 6 Integration Stage evolver like his white-haired foe, saw no more way to stall. He couldn't even affirm that he was not facing a powerhouse holding back at best to stretch some muscles and entertain himself, and at worst…
The tense mind behind the cold yellow eyes had no more time to consider the possible schemes that could serve as an explanation. He slowed down as skin cracked, his blood vessels exploded in a shower tinted with the deep blue of pure energy. His only remaining teammate swerved and passed by his side, taking in the blood dripping down his face, the cracks becoming the new adornments of his skin, and the twitch of his brows to the rhythm of the heart going for the stand that might be the last.
