Lugh raised his heads, both of them, and was met by a sea of silent stares.
He turned to his second self. This could be troublesome. Best they believed it was cloning magic rather than something as problematic as a twin brother.
He made a deliberate show of dissolving it with camouflage magic, turning invisible slowly—like fog thinning at dawn—until his second body vanished completely.
It created the illusion that it had faded out of existence.
"Y-You... awakened?"
Someone asked in a small, trembling voice.
"Yes"
Lugh replied instantly, though he hadn't the faintest idea what that meant. The beastkin whose memories he'd absorbed was woefully ignorant of the wider world.
And as for Emrys... he likely knew the concept, but not the human term for it.
Nevertheless, a new title could only help. Another label for them to fear. He had intended to bare his teeth tonight, and the result had exceeded expectations.
