Coiling. Squeezing. Struggling. Atma wished to walk the earth in his newly chosen vessel.
Rainbow spirals form in Teryx's eyes, engraving Atma's will and spirit into his very being.
With a snap of the dragon's wrist, and [i]Atma of the Soul's[/i] signature shades appeared once more. A deep, roaring laugh. There'll be so much to enjoy...together.
Commission from @@Nearu-Senpai