The great dragon would hear a faint whisper in her ear. "Quite the interesting creature now, aren't you? Its been far too long since I've seen one of your kind.."
It was as if the voice was coming from nowhere, yet everywhere at the same time. Of course Azul knew the locust wouldn't burn a ~dragon~, but hell, he thought it was amusing.
At this point he was still creating a physical form suitable to walk this dimension. The locust coming from the ground greatly increased in number, growing to an easy two thousand in a matter of a minute.
The skeletal hand that came from the ground began forming flesh as another emerged from the earth, both hands gripping the rocks as a way to pull himself up. Any watching would see the horned skull, each stretching to about a foot long, and twisting in opposite directions.
His level of awareness grew increasingly, his mind absorbing the very fabric of the area. All living plants, trees, and grass began to wither. Their once vibrant colors turning different shades of brown, before eventually becoming black.
Azul was using the natural essence of the world to quicken his ascendence. It wasn't very long before his body had form the needed bodily material.
The next thing to come was his clothing. Fine silken fabrics began forming over his extremities. They wrapped around his form exquisitely, giving him a look of wicked nobilty.
If one were to gaze upon his face they would see strong handsome features, contrastiong with the malevolent aura he was projecting.
Standing to his feet he cracked his neck from left to right, loud snaps being heard in the process.
He carefully eyed those around him, crimson pupils gazing at those around.
The sky boomed a monstrous sound of thunder, as lightening bolted from several spots in the cloudless sky.
