With that, Zavok claws the new Zeti, pressing onto her skin with an intense focus, intending to test a theory out.
Suddenly, the Zeti screamed out in pain again, spikes appearing from her as her, tearing apart all the clothes still on her skin changed from red to orange, the one colour the original six never had.
Her body grows more animalistic, her arms and legs turning more lizard like and her tounge becoming snakeish. Her n3w claws stretched out and she roared. From a Zeti minion, Zavok had created the first pure Zeti since his own people.
"Well now...arent you a sight for sore eyes? I can't call you a human now at all."
"I am more than reborn...and you are more than a master...."
Posing, her newly exposed legs slowly covered her vagina with zeti fur as she roared.
"I am Zaria! And I'm going to take everything humanity has for myself!"
The slap.
"Not yet, you idiot. You may no longer call me master, but you are still my underling. I can't make every zeti as strong as you...but with the power to create more, and with someone as powerful and greedy as yourself, That shouldn't be a problem."
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