Lisa tried to resist, but her body grew heavier, and her limbs even went numb. In just a few moments, the shadows wrapped around her like silk threads, binding her in place.
She gasped, but no sound escaped her lips as she felt like she was cocooned or something…
Her life force suddenly weakened, but it also condensed, forming a crimson shell around her body. In just a few moments, this aura hardened, until she was encased in a cocoon of blood and shadow as she had initially thought…
"This…"
As she guessed what was about to happen, she fell into unconsciousness.
Lisa wasn't sure of it yet, but the Tower had begun a metamorphosis-like process for her…
Her essence was being rewritten, and her bloodline was also being refined. The Dark Arts Tower itself was feeding her power, reshaping her into something greater.
Inside the cocoon, her heartbeat slowed, then pulsed with a rhythm that matched the Tower's own.
