Chandea, Year of Severus, 21st, I.R., the 90th day of Spring, somewhere in the Great Dunes
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Seeing the ground move, Urfaal closed his eyes and took a deep breath as the sands shifted on his feet.
"Oh, bear child protected by your mother's paw, I beseech your spirit and do my bidding! Descend upon me and meld your soul, Mehteh Gigal: Mathain!" He shouted at the top of his lungs.
As he ended his chant, the tattoos on his body glowed and moved. Urfaal's body became broader, and his arms became bigger and more muscular. Fur began growing on his arms and back as his body turned into a grayish color. His brown, gentle eyes, became feral as he morphed into a more beast-like appearance.
"AAAAAHHHHH!" His roar echoed throughout the barren desert, warning the monster of his arrival to the fray.