I didn't get the tekal message, but I managed to catch this:
Malok inhales sharply and raises his arms beside him. He brings them up above
his head as if conducting an orchestra, and then cocks his head to the side.
Closing his eyes, he begins to concentrate upon a distant, focal point.
Seemingly unaware of what is happening around him, you see his shadow jerk to
life. It slithers up his body from his connecting feet, and extends its hands
in an action of pure malice. Inky tendrils burst forth from the shadow's hands,
sinking deep into Malok's chest, whose eyelids flicker open in alarm.
Shuddering at the sharp pain growing from his chest, he cries out aloud, before
the formless figment fades away into nothingness. All is quiet for a few long
moments, before you see the flesh of his chest brutally torn open. A shimmering
curtain of essence forms over the gaping wound, reforming and re-molding the
wound until naught but a scar is left. As he trembles visibly, you realise that
Malok has embraced his new form as Azudim.
The skies darken momentarily as tendrils of shadow creep across the firmament
to form the terrible visage of the Azudim, Malok.
Took you long enough!
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I'm not done yet either! Time to get into combat on here now.