Point-of-View: Wynn Cane
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What's he upto? And who is this guy, anyway? He took all those bullets and wasn't even fazed...I should err on the side of caution here. My instincts are telling me that this guy's dangerous, I better-...huh? What the...?
Are those wings? And is that a tail? He's transforming, the whites of his eyes turning black, horns growing out of his head, a red oval crystal in his forehead...I've never seen powers like this, that regeneration, and now this monstrous transformation.
I gulped as a bead of sweat ran down the side of my face, my chest pounding as I felt my body shaking...wait, am I feeling fear?
Y-yeah, there's no doubt about it...I'm feeling fear on an instinctive, primal level. His presence wasn't this imposing before he transformed, what the hell is-...huh?
My eyes widened as he then spread his wings out, turning his gaze upwards...oh, no, you're not getting away!