Dargan's eyes burned with fury as the wreckage of his Flaregul squad smoldered behind Liora.
He dismounted Gravernox slowly, slamming a control rod into the beast's armored neck.
"You think this is over?" he growled.
Fiona adjusted her drone angle from cover, zooming in on the scene.
"Chat, he's not backing down. He's calling something in—wait—"
Dargan spread his arms. "Gravernox... fuse with me."
The beast let out a guttural snort.
Its blood-tempered armor began to shift, crack, and reform.
Fiona's jaw dropped. "Oh no."
The red-black mineralized fluid pouring from Gravernox's spine surged upward.
It wrapped around Dargan's limbs.
Bone-iron plates snapped into place across his shoulders, chest, and jaw.
His legs bulked with monstrous mass as boar hooves replaced boots.
Tusks cracked through his faceplate, and his skin flushed deep crimson.
In moments, Dargan stood fully transformed.
A towering boar-man hybrid, wrapped in bone-spiked siege armor.
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