<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4b/Tiamat.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ragnar Lodbrock/ Myth<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York, Westchester, The Xavier Institute<br/><strong>Whereabouts:</strong>Danger Room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black jeans, topless, combat boots<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Danger Room team<br/><hr/><br/>His eyes moved back from the control room in time to see a Logan grin with the long canines exposed. It gave the Norse man a pause as something dawned on him, it wasn't that Ragnar had seen him before. One would remember seeing a man like Logan on the battlefield or not... No... This was something different like he had heard of him somewhere before. Then it hit him... A number of years back before his path had crossed with his love, Ragnar had been hired for a couple of missions in Madripoor. That island floated with stories about a man known as Patch. Well he could not see a patch on Logan, but the stories fit....<br/><br/>The attention of the long haired man was pulled to Cess by her words and then the enemies they would be fighting appeared. His eyes moved up the large mutant hunting machines and only two words were spoken as he pointed them out to Mercury, "Well shit...." He had heard of the Sentinels before, but never had a cause to worry about them as he had been human at the time. Hell, Ragnar still didn't know what he was and he could very well be a mutate... His mind started to race with the forms he knew about trying to decide at what would be the most effective. A Gorgon would do more damage to his team then the machines and a Minotaur was strong but he needed more then to be a bruiser at the moment.... He needed mobility and something to hit those things with...<br/><br/>The others for the most part split up as the other shapeshifter flung the Asian girl at one of the mutant hunters, Eva firing a blast at still another, Cess after another and Logan moving for the last of them. According to Storm they were supposed to pair off on the machine and there was only him and the blue skinned man left. They were going to come up short leaving a single member facing one of the Sentinels. Pulling one of his blades Ragnar pulls it across one muscled forearm drawing a line of his own blood. He wasn't going to get any from those damn machines, so he might as well use his own. Wiping the blood across his chest he makes the runes stand out even more, then cleans the blade across his jeans.<br/><br/>Then he let out a snort, "Fuck it... Go big or go home...." They wanted to see what he could do then so be it.... Almost immediately he started huffing channeling his inner rage to overshadow the coming pain. Most shifters just adapted the mass they had and kept close to their own forms. For Ragnar though his shifts bring forth ways humans bones are not meant to bend or break. The level of pain that came with his shifts would probably be enough to kill anyone else, but he learned to channel that pain into his rage. Well that and a single goal which was to kill the man that did this to him...<br/><br/>Preparations for the shift take place as his clothing disappears into the storage space and then all his hair pulls back disappearing back into Myth's form along with the ink, the brands and scars until perfect skin remained. No hair blemishes his body just hard lines of totally nude muscle as he mentally prepares and then it hits driving him to the ground on his hands and knees. Through the sounds of battle a new one could be picked up if one was either close enough or took the time to listen. The muscles under Ragnar's skin twitches as his bones begins to lengthen and then he lets out a roar of pain and rage as bone shatters, the transformation breaking every bone in his body to remake them bigger, stronger and even longer to support the weight that's coming. Pain radiates off of Myth in waves even as he channels it into anger and he slams his head into the ground even as scales begin to tear through his skin to line him with newer natural armor.<br/><br/>His eyes raise turning amber as his skull lengthens and teeth become razor sharp lengthening themselves as his body expands. He grows filling the part of the street he picked and the skin around his shoulder blades rip open as new lengths of bone shove from his back stretching out as more bones grow from that, and finally they cover with membrane and scales. Myth's arms grow along with newly changed back legs as his joints snap and pop becoming reverse jointed like an animals. Although the animal Ragnar is becoming is nothing like people have seen. Finally his neck lengthens and grows stronger to support the newly changed head as thick black smoke pours out his nose and mouth. Raising onto his back legs Myth's wings stretch outward and give a flap. A new long tail provides balance and another weapon as clicks of his shimmering scales lock into place...<br/><br/>Then something unexpected even to Ragnar happens as four new heads tear from his shoulders and the scales of his form turns as black as night. The four extra head shift each becoming a color of its own. Red, white, green and blue the heads survey the battle field as black wings stretch and the multi-headed beast then roars. A voice catches it's attention and the black head turns about to first study Japeth, before turning to the blue mans belly. The beast's head lets out a sharp toothed grin as it addresses the hidden Meany, "Why settle for his shoe when you can eat the thing short, mean and hairy laid out?"<br/><br/>The black tail lifts and lets out a swipe at the legs at the legs of the Sentinel that Cessily was riding the shoulders of as the amber eyes of the black head shift to Japeth, "I have an idea... We are supposed to do teams of two if the dark skinned woman is correct. There is only two of us and three left... Maybe I could give your second with a taste for shoes a toss to the downed one. Then we could spit the other two...." The white head spins back to the one with Cess on it's shoulders and with an inhale the head lets out a breath of ice and snow at the lower body of the Sentinel. By his thinking Meany would be perfect to munch and hopefully hit something vital on the downed Sentinel of Logan's. Somebody still needed to give Eva a hand as well....