Friya’s Dragon Eyes cracked the cloaking runes with ease, and the mind link with Faluel filled the few blanks left by her limited understanding of high-level Forgemastering.

The Hydra waited for Friya’s life force to stabilize before repeating the process for a third time. The image of Leegaain Eyes formed on Faluel’s life force for a few seconds before it was absorbed under the flaming star’s surface, and more imperfections emerged.

Nalrond’s eyes widened in amazement as he saw the Hydra’s stumpy body elongating in a slightly slenderer form. The lengths of her necks didn’t change, but the thickness and number of scales covering them increased.

Her short forelegs extended slightly, and a claw moved to the side in an atrophied thumb. Her hind legs, instead, grew even longer, but her toes remained in their place.

“Step two completed.” Ajatar said. “Only step three remains. Proceed with caution.”

“Copy that.” Faluel replied. “How do you feel, Friya?”

The Hydra and her Harbinger had never stopped communicating through their bond. Faluel was talking out loud for Nalrond’s sake.