"And I am the seventh seal." all the bolts dance about in the ring of fire as Azer dropped it, he pulled him self together and let his true self arise. wings of purest white and horns as black as night shot through his clothing and his armor, nothing but his bare chest and head from the waist up, his true self in the light of day, he had not been seen like this by mortals, in over 500 years, the last time he decimated a city with his power, now he only sought to free a friend from a curse. Azer drew his sword and started his walk through the fields of lightning, batting any stray bolts away, with a swing of his sword. His eyes glowed red with power as he approached the young man. his voice different, deeper than it was before, "I am Azer Deintal, keeper of the fate of man, my death is what shall send this world into the next. I do not fear you human, nor do I fear your magic."
((not god mode, this is just what he truly looks like. he's just very pissed off.))