*GYAAAAAOOOOHHH!!*
Black, rotten mana wings suddenly emerged from Shye's back followed by a blood-curdling howl with a myriad of demonic tones, escaping from Shye's mouth and reverberating across the lair, causing Conn-Thor's hairs to stand on end.
After feeling the comfortable warm sensation coursing through his body, Shye smiled confidently.
"Now, you want to try again?"
Hearing Shye's confident words, Conn-Thor frowned, however, he didn't believe that such a simple transformation would allow Shye to overpower him, who literally consumed human souls just to strengthen himself.
"Hmmph! You think I'm scared of you? Let's go then!"
*FWOOSH!*
Even before the bandit boss finished his words, he already stirred up clouds of dust as he disappeared and reappeared beside Shye, hoping to catch him off-guard by even a few milliseconds—a testament to his lack of confidence that Conn-Thor himself hadn't noticed.
