Jason shouted, more so out of shock and surpise more than actual pain. Granted it still hurt like hell, but the fact he was hurt by an attack he couldn’t see, or even see his his opponent preform both confused and pissed him off.
“What the hell was that!”
“How about you quit showboating and we actually get the job done.”
Blue Oyster Cult said sternly.
“Alright fine! Let’s just do it already!”
Jason’s stand then flew into him, the two becoming one. He then began to rapidly grow, near doubling his size, becoming around 12 feet tall. A long, black, scaily tail grew from his lower back and lashed around. One row of jagged spines grew from his upper back and ran down to the base of the tail, with two smaller rows on either side. His teeth bacame sharp, and his fingers extended into claws. He then coated his body in a dull blue flame, as a form of intimidation display. Inadvertently becoming a light source, and his shadow flickered into non-existence.
“I won’t ask again. Hand over the mask now!”