"I'm still me," Cliff replied, his voice deeper, more resonant than before. "But… different."
Violetta crossed her arms, her black leather armor creaking slightly. "Different is an understatement," she muttered. "You look like a demon straight out of the underworld. And those eyes…" She shook her head, a mocking smile on her lips. "I suppose it makes you more intimidating. Too bad you're still just as stubborn."
Cliff couldn't help but smile in return, despite the tension in the air. "You, on the other hand, haven't changed," he said, locking eyes with her. "Still as blunt as ever."
She shrugged. "Someone has to remind you that you're not invincible. Even if you just took down a mutant Scourge… though it was still young."
Yadha stepped forward, placing a hand on Cliff's shoulder. "My lord, you need to rest. The assimilation of the fire spirit essence must have been exhausting. Your body… and your mind have undergone a profound transformation."
