From the wave of power still rippling through his system, Elias knew that his forging was not over, and he wondered if it was because he was using three Lumina Arts that caused such an extended first forging, but he was not alone.
The gigantic Flesh Mauler stood before him, now twenty feet tall, and its skin had been replaced by living bone armor, and with every breath it took, flames poured from every joint, and a beating heart was now embedded in its chest like a second sun.
Elias looked at the eyes of this transformed Siphon, and he did not see the familiar light of intelligence; the heart he had consumed had transformed him, but his mind was gone. This was nothing but a monster.
