"While the anomalies of other Totems create entire domain-like worlds, those of Feral Totems allow them to assume new forms that strengthen their physical attributes..."
Damian muttered thoughtfully, his black hand fan covering the lower half of his face.
The azure flames burning before him reflected against his pale skin, illuminating his crimson eyes. Within the enormous pillar of fire, the Steelback Cobra King was gradually losing its shape. Its crystalline transformation had already collapsed, leaving behind its original body as the flames continued consuming its flesh and soul.
The creature's screams had finally stopped. Its soul had been reduced to ashes. All that remained within the fire was a charred husk.
Damian tilted his head slightly.
"Interesting."
