Bruce surveyed the gathered assembly of his blood kin, his gaze intense and commanding. "Prepare yourselves for the fifth dragon blood transformation," he announced with deliberate clarity. The gravity of his words settled over the group, a mix of anticipation and dread palpable in the air.
Bruce was acutely aware of the intricacies involved in the dragon blood transformation. It wasn't merely a ritual but a critical enhancement necessary for survival in the brutal skirmishes that lay ahead. The transformations had to be administered gradually; a hasty or overly aggressive application could be fatal, overwhelming the recipient's physical and magical faculties. Bruce was determined to avoid such reckless endangerment. It was time to fortify the strength of his kin, to bridge the power gaps that could jeopardize their collective strength.