Amakusa stood up and he walked a ways away from her, giving himself some space. He looked at her with a smile as he started to explain some things, "first off, you know I'm good with weaponry. I can make a gun appear, and it does have magic mixed in with the bullets, that's what Black Battler had to go through. However... there's something else here I've been meaning to show you."
He paused, and then he took a deep breath, closing his eyes. When he opened them back up again, he reached up and moved his hair from his face, revealing his other eye. There was a scar along his face, and his eye looked... animal almost. It was a deeper red color as well. When he did that, suddenly he started to change. Just like that, Amakusa had leaned over, almost looking like he was clutching his chest in pain- and he soon felt his entire being morph into that of a wolf. Eventually, he became... well, a werewolf of sorts.
He looked back at her, and his eyes were still the same color, one red and the other that familiar hazel. There was nothing human looking at all in him- besides the way he was standing and a few features like his arms. And yet... there was still something to him that was Amakusa. When he looked at her, his tail had started to move back and forth, almost like he was wagging. He couldn't talk now, but he still had his senses about him.
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Amakusa stood up and he walked a ways away from her, giving himself some space. He looked at her with a smile as he started to explain some things, "first off, you know I'm good with weaponry. I can make a gun appear, and it does have magic mixed in with the bullets, that's what Black Battler had to go through. However... there's something else here I've been meaning to show you."
He paused, and then he took a deep breath, closing his eyes. When he opened them back up again, he reached up and moved his hair from his face, revealing his other eye. There was a scar along his face, and his eye looked... animal almost. It was a deeper red color as well. When he did that, suddenly he started to change. Just like that, Amakusa had leaned over, almost looking like he was clutching his chest in pain- and he soon felt his entire being morph into that of a wolf. Eventually, he became... well, a werewolf of sorts.
He looked back at her, and his eyes were still the same color, one red and the other that familiar hazel. There was nothing human looking at all in him- besides the way he was standing and a few features like his arms. And yet... there was still something to him that was Amakusa. When he looked at her, his tail had started to move back and forth, almost like he was wagging. He couldn't talk now, but he still had his senses about him.