Second Form! II

Kitsuul.

She dropped from the skies.

Not from an Entropic Rift.

Not from a lab within a Beast Corporation.

But the skies.

From space? Damian couldn't say for sure.

All he knew was that she was special.

And at this moment, she truly showed herself- as from the silver-furred six-tailed fox that once fit on his shoulders before…

What Damian now stared at was astoundingly pristine.

She towered at… seven or eight meters tall!

Kitsuul's transformed form shimmered like moonlight draped in shadows. Her sleek, silver fur glowed with a subtle, starlike sheen as if she didn't belong here, but out among the distant stars.

Each of her nine tails flowed, trailing stardust and moving with eerie grace. Etched across her body were shifting patterns of silver starfire, her form glowing as if she were the moon itself in that moment.