Fear erupted inside his bones as though he was seeing something terrifying that even made his heartbeat skip and race wildly.
In front of him was a glowing white feather appearing without a warning and slowly fell on his palm before vanishing completely.
It was the feather of Little White he used to conjure the avatar bird Snowy!
If it was here, then that means something must have happened just now and caused the little bird to perish and return to him.
Could it be...
His heart pounded in his ears in sheer trepidation.
"No... you can't die. You have to be alive and give me a proper explanation before leaving me again!"
With a sharp breath, a radiant pair of snow-white wings unfurled from his back. Golden light shimmered faintly on the tips like sunlight striking fresh snow.
Sid blinked. Confusion was visibly etched on his exhausted face.
"Y-Young Master?!"
Who's going to die and why is he suddenly morphing?
