"So thats what you are called...?" I ask it eyes narrowing when it copied.

"Well, we're not making you. Just having you take a small nap."

she growls the horns not just glowing now but in a physical form along with the wings.

The bird nods. "Called."

Sibnele comes walking up, looking like he doesn't want to be there. "Its actual name is Chansei, but a lot of people nickname it since they can't guess it."

"Geez, I thought mortals this age liked sleep," Iskren mutters.

Astirya shrugs. "There's bound to be anomalies."

(Lmao its not totally luca)

the things eyes go a dark orange luca has now lost full control over it.

(indeed)

The bond around you weakens a little. Astirya looks a little strained. "Talking about anomalies. . ."

she breaks free and starts flying up wards "the girl was smart for trying to run away from you," it starts to not sound like luca any more.

"Chansei..." I mumble the name.

Sibnele glances disdainfully at the bird. It folds its wings and stares back at him.

- - - - - - - - - - - -

The pressure around 'Luca' vanishes completely. Astirya glares up at her, her two knives morphing back into the large silver bow.

Iskren twirls his sword, which is still glowing with power. "Well, I guess this means we gotta get to know you now. . ." He looks up. "So, who are ya?"