When the flames finally subsided, a four-meter tall creature emerged from what remained of its old self.
Its blue, reindeer-like horns looked like they were made of crystals.
Its eyes burned with a bluish hue as if it was holding back the chilling evil that permeated its entire being.
Unlike its horns and eyes, its entire body was darker than black.
Ethan was certain that on moonless and cloudy nights, the only thing that people would see from it would be its horns and eyes, peering at them from the darkness, making their worst nightmares come to life.
Ethan’s eye color slowly turned to purple as he gazed indifferently at the vile creature that could make even a Magistratus fear for his life.
“Kneel.”
Ethan’s Other Half ordered.
The creature tried to resist at first, but its Master wasn’t the patient type.
With a single thought, an excruciating and soul-searing pain washed over the Ancient Wendigo’s senses, making it scream in pain.