"Harrov? Aurora? Vittorio?" August's expression grew uglier, but he quickly regained his usual composure, mocking as he spoke.
"Of course, you never imagined that someone could achieve what you have dreamt of, to become the second... god!"
"Dreamt of?" Harrov raised his voice a notch, speaking disdainfully.
"Why don't you take a look at yourself now?" Beside him, Vittorio shook his head with a sigh, looking at August with pity.
Aurora was even more direct, extending a hand into the void and lightly tapping, a water mirror appeared out of thin air, reflecting August's appearance at that moment.
August stared at himself in the water mirror, pausing momentarily as he saw his own reflection. In the mirror was a half-human, half-demon monster. Although he still maintained a human visage, his skin was tinted blue-black, his body covered with a thin layer of silvery scales; his eyes blood-red, and a large twisted horn grew out of his forehead.