The moment they had arrived at camp Isroc had taken off into the woods, he had to move, to run and be free, the wind was rushing over him as he ran and it felt so good. He started back when the bell rang and made his way to the fire pit. He watched in awe from the shadows at everyone's powers. After they were done He walked up in front of everyone, "[color=39b54a]I am Isroc Acid-Tongue...[/color]" he looked around, "[color=39b54a]And I'm not special in the ways that you all are...[/color]" He grit his teeth as he transformed into his dragon form and let out a massive roar that shook the ground, he was a black Dragon, long and streamlined, he unfolded his wings and took off into the air doing loops and rolls before landing back in front of everyone and shifting back to normal.