As her horns glowed, Steph's skin seemed to flare up with blue runes; specifically angelic runes. Steph kept her eyes closed as she felt the runes burn her skin as she mumbled silent incantations under her breath before she lowered her chin to her chest and the runes seemed to fade out of existence. Steph opened her eyes as a flash of power shuddered through her body, causing her to fall forward onto the bed as she moved to grab her horns, feeling only heat and pain before she relaxed, her legs trembling before dropping them to the bed. [i]"By the stars."[/i] She swore in angelic, pausing as she heard her own voice, [i]"What the- What am I speaking?"[/i] She asked as she looked down to herself, her skin was still its normal, partially scaled mess it always was. She sighed and moved to tie up her hair, hesitating as she saw a flash of colour in the mirror. She stood slowly, stepping towards the mirror, her legs still shaking. What had happened to her body? Why was it suddenly so weak and warm? She stopped at the mirror, looking at her hair; which was a deep black in colour for the most part, but suddenly had flicks of pink all through it. "Pink?" She asked in confusion, moving to spread her wings out to look if they changed. Nothing, still the same Demon wings she had seen before. She sighed and checked her horns, still a glistening pair of twisted horns; nothing off or odd about them, well... Apart from being [i]horns.[/i] "Augh, why do I feel like this?" She spoke to herself, it had felt like her body had a top up of... something. What did she manage to do with those incarnations she had read in a book previously? Her tail swayed, her originally pointed tip had unfurled to a small feathered fan. [hr] Daz swayed where he sat, he had fallen silent and he stared off into the distance. The blood continued to drip and slowly start to become a proper flow from his mouth. A bubbling sound echoed from his chest and neck, his eyes started to glass over before the doctor could even start to try to take him towards the surgery room. He opened his mouth to speak, only a strained, dying croak came from him before his head dropped to hang on his neck, his body falling forward to fall from the bed.