C18 R

The air was thick with tension when I faced Lyra. She looked like me. Her eyes, which I knew well, now had a strange red glow. It was like looking into another world, and it sent shivers down my spine.

“Lyra,” I growled, my voice carrying a new resonance in this form. “What have you done to yourself?”

A sinister laugh escaped her muzzle. “I've become what I was always meant to be, Aurora