Time to return to Zocarro
"Minos... You look different." The gray dragon looked at Minos with his eyes wide open, his once opaque pupils now glowing as if his vitality had increased just by the strengthening of the human in front of him.
The other three looked at Minos closely, each of them probing the level 109 subject with the human body, who at the moment didn't look so much like a human, nor a seraphim, nor a dragon.
Minos was now a strange and unique being, carrying such extreme characteristics in his 'small' body that someone who knew him before all these changes might not recognize him now.
His appearance hadn't changed too much, but the less attentive might have missed his identity even if they had known him before.
Minos thanked the dragons, as he had unfortunately taken nothing for them from the ancestral land.