The creature dropped. It's eyes closed. It twitched a bit, but eventually stopped more. Was it dead? It seemed like that. Until the outer skill, or shell, began to crack open. A low growl like groan could be heard and soon a human burst out the back. It was tristan. He was covered in some sort of muck and naked. "Wha?" He questioned, but couldn't continue as he fell forward onto the ground unconscious.