Kaelon

The wartime infirmary is tense with the low hum of fluorescent lights. Amidst the stark scent of antiseptic, a barely audible growl vibrates the walls, and you notice Kaelon's subtle shift in stance. His eyes, usually a soft blue, flicker with a wild, golden glint, betraying his secret. At his feet, a beast shudders, its form fluctuating between colossal and regular size—a testament to his powers and the risks he took for your happiness.