Soon an inhuman roar echoed and shook the earth around them. The magical pressure that fell upon the city was enough to thrust those weak in the magical arts to the ground. The markings on Asran’s body shot out a black substance that wrapped around him quickly taking form. It was his armored form like in astorias memories, but it was wrong. There were cracks lined with teeth all over his armor pouring forth blue flames. Asran slammed his fists angrily into the barrier starting to tear it apart. 
“Feeding frenzy, I’m pretty sure if Asran was conscious for this he’d make a joke about eating his feelings,” Nadia said giggling. Wrath just rolled her eyes as she focused on keeping Asran contained.