The Last Gambit - Part 11

The flesh had once again returned to its bones, though he seemed considerably hairier than he had before. His chest too was broader… And indeed, that bull-head that he wore no longer seemed to be a mere accessory. The beast of man pulled himself to his feet. It was as strange as seeing a statue coming to life. He looked towards them with the red eyes of the bull. Only when those eyes blinked did the fusion become perfectly clear.

Horns on his head, hooves on his feet and legs as fury as those of a bull. The man had merged for all to see it. He was no longer human. Nor even truly monster, but something in between the two of them. One thing was for certain, he was strong.

It was hard to say where the black battle-axe that sat in his meaty palms had come from, but given that they'd seen stranger things already, no one was inclined to question it.