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Ironscale's monstrous frame shuddered as he swallowed the bead-shaped item, his eyes widening with a manic gleam. The room seemed to darken, the air growing thick with an oppressive, almost tangible malevolence.
His muscles rippled and expanded grotesquely, his skin splitting to reveal thick, sinewy layers of dark, glistening flesh underneath.
Bones cracked and elongated with sickening pops, pushing his frame to unnatural proportions.
His scales, already hard and sharp, twisted and curled, forming jagged, razor-sharp ridges that jutted out at odd angles.
Each scale seemed to pulse with a dark, oily substance, giving them a wet, slippery appearance that gleamed malevolently in the dim light.
His spine arched violently, each vertebrae bulging out grotesquely as his back extended.