'Devour...Devour them all!' As soon as this thought comes across his mind, Makoto awakens as well, slowly getting up. Then, rather suddenly, he begins laughing like a madman, the black wisps that surrounded him earlier drawing closer as he begins his own horrid transformation, the tattoo on his right hand beginning to glow an eerie blue. As he brings it to cover his right eye, the light begins branching out, both the strange energy and the black wisps simultaneously engulfing his body. After the bright light fades, standing in Makoto's place is a human-like creature, utilizing its own wings as a cloak. An eerie dark blue glow pulses like veins on his wings. He lets out a roar of his own as his cloak splits into two large black wings, revealing a monster that's prepared for combat, with retractable razor sharp claws on both hands and what appears to be retractable blades on the bottom of its feet. His body is covered in feathers, which although are soft to the touch are actually as tough as steel. The same go for its wings. The room itself seems to drop a few degrees in temperature at the creatures presence. The next thing everyone knows, Makoto exhales icy breath at his allies in hopes of freezing a potential meal.