Immediately, the moment the eyes of the Devouring Soul evolved and changed, Drakion's eye felt as though it were set ablaze. He gripped his head, screaming in agony, his roar laced with pain that echoed through the forest. The Five Element Dragon and the others looked on, their faces clouded with confusion—and a growing sense of unease.
The Five Element Dragon narrowed his gaze at Drakion. Until now, none of them had truly understood what had driven Drakion to this maddened state.
Then, suddenly, they saw blood drip onto the earth.
Their eyes widened.
Drakion was crying—but what poured from his eyes wasn't tears. It was blood. Thick, warm, and ominous. The Five Element Dragon's gaze instinctively shifted to Drakion's eyes—and an icy chill crept through his spine.
There were no longer just fangs.
There were now two fangs, joined by a circular halo—one in each eye.