Chapter 395 - 394: Solwyn
These changes occurred in mere moments. Before the wave of attacks could reach them, a brighter flash erupted from the fusion, followed by a booming blast. A mixture of various energies exploded outward, destroying everything in its vicinity, including the attacks coming their way.
The trees shook violently as hot air rushed outward, and some of the more unfortunate ones near the epicenter were snapped in two. The blast was so strong that the elves had to brace themselves and shield their eyes from the dust and debris.
When the dust finally settled, they raised their eyes to the sky, only to find Sol and Thorwyn gone. In their place stood a ten-foot-tall humanoid figure. Its entire body was covered in white fur streaked with jagged black stripes. A long, thick tail swayed behind it, crackling faintly with residual electricity. Its face was surprisingly more human than beast, with a short snout, silver eyes, and a short mane of pale silver hair cascading down its neck.
Upon seeing this new form, the elves could feel the raw power radiating from it, causing more than one to take a cautious step back.
"What in the gods'... What are they?" Simina mumbled to herself in shock. Because the others were silent, everyone heard her, and no one had an answer.
Except for one.
The beastkin looked over itself, flexing its muscular arms that ended in sharp claws. Smirking, it muttered, "See? I told you you wouldn't end up as an arm."
It turned to the elves. "And as for what are we?" The wolfkin grinned, and then vanished from the sky in a ray of lightning, leaving only a faint mist behind.
The elves' eyes widened as they turned to find where it had gone, only to see it standing right next to them, one clawed hand resting lightly on Jendar's shoulder.
Jendar froze. He could feel the claws digging slightly into his leather vest. He craned his neck up at the towering beastkin, who smiled down at him.
"You can call us... Solwyn."