[b]"Aw a godling that can't fend for himself. How... stereotypical."[/b] Raze said as he casually slipped off his gloves and tossed them over to his coat. He then cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders as he took a few steady breaths, his eyes closed. After the last breath his eyes snapped open suddenly, them now glowing a deep shade of crimson and the whites of his eyes now being pitch black, and his arms morphed into a pair of monstrous claws, each talon being about a foot long or longer and serrated. He looked over the opponents in front of him, shifting his stance so he was low to the floor, before speaking in a voice that was more of a growl than anything. [b]"Come then soldiers of the damned so I may send you back to the pits where you lay your heads."[/b] As he spoke it could be seen that his teeth had changed into razor sharp fangs.