Retsam

Juin stared down at him for a while. He then offered a hand and said, "You are not. I told you earlier, Luca and I saw that you could transform. While we don't know why you can't do it normally, or why you can't remember it, but you are not damaged. Maybe there's something that's blocking your transformation. Whatever it is, I will help you overcome it."

Wolfe stared into Juin's eyes, and he could see the conviction in his black eyes, which seemed even blacker than before, of which the glowing magma around them seemed to appear from within. 

And a foreign word appeared in his mind. 

Retsam… 

Wolfe's eyes flashed as the word appeared in his mind again. He had been hearing this word for a while now, but he could not find the meaning of it. And with it, the urge to submit to Juin was undeniable.

It was a feeling that he could not understand, and his claws extended out, digging into his palms.

"Wolfe, did you hear me?"