In the short span of some mere minutes Aziel's figure once again took a vastly different shape than his previous one. So far, throughout the short span of the day, he went from a handsome young man to a little scrawny boy that looked nothing more than 11 or 12 years of age.
Then, because of his temporary spark of the moment, he shed his previous mortal coil, and returned to his reptilian bipedal form. It was also the form he actually liked and preferred most, though he understood that for the time being, he had to accommodate and fit in with this filth, this mass.
Nevertheless, it was still his first choice whenever he felt that a situation would go south, and he would need to utilize his prehistoric-acclimated abilities and traits to their fullest potential.
Even though that now his human appearance theoretically held more strength and power, it was still relatively new and vastly inferior in terms of the millions of years of use and convenience of his battle form.