Sknull's new form was a grotesque fusion of flesh and machine. His frame had swollen grotesquely, his height now rivaling the hybrids themselves. Jagged mechanical limbs jutted from his body at unnatural angles, clicking and twitching with every step. His rodent features were still clear, his muzzle partially replaced with chitinous plating, his glowing, hybrid-like eyes burning with a purple light.
Chitin and fur melded seamlessly with steel and wires, forming an abominable armor of living and artificial material. His limbs were reinforced with spindly, jointed appendages, spider-like in their articulation, each step accompanied by a sickening metallic scrape.
The crowd recoiled as Sknull entered the clearing's center. The faint, unholy light emanating from his fused form cast long, jagged shadows that seemed to stretch hungrily toward the ratmen.