Damien stood up slowly, the pair of red-streaked white wings, unfolding behind him, his dark hair completely turned into a silver-white color, and his dark brown eyes were now crimson, with an inner shade of golden.
His looks had also improved, if in the past he had a boyish charm due to his handsome appearance, now coupled with his white hair and crimson eyes and his aura, he exuded a more mature charm and a commanding aura.
Damien stretched his hands to touch the red-streaked wings behind him.
" It's really there...I should be able to take it back " With this thought, the pair of wings turned into a stream of golden red light and flew into his back.
On his back, a blood-red tattoo of a pair of wings appeared.