It wracked Anzu's body, she screamed; mind racing with fear over the sudden alterations to her hands. She held them up in wide-eyed astonishment, examining her less numerous fingers in disbelief. The white plates that had overlapped the digits felt hard, yet strangely mobile. A natural armor of sorts. Its added bulk broadened the girl's arms and shoulders, soon advancing to Anzu's chest and neck.
"No!" She screamed, trying to overcome the instincts that were pervading her mind: to survive at any cost. But it was of no use. The Orichalcos was utilizing what little darkness existed in Anzu's heart to corrupt her. If only she had been a better Duelist, if only she had been stronger. Such thoughts of despair were overwhelming, unbearable. Much as the sensation of plates straining her cut-off top were. She inwardly cringed at the thought of tearing it off, even if only for relief. Luckily, Anzu didn't have to. As moments later the article of clothing gave way to the transformation. The ripped attire slid down, showing off the layering of scales that it had hidden. They strained her bra; pulling Anzu's chest tight against it.
	She ignored the feeling and rested both hands on her legs, trying to stay calm, hoping that it would help in fighting this. But such a task was becoming harder and harder with the transformation's advance; scales steadily climbing up her neck, overlapping at least twice before they reached the head. From there, Anzu's changes became even more radical. Most of the human features were being slowly erased from the girl's complexion. She tried not to think about what was happening. Instead, closing her eyes and dwelling on fond memories about Yugi and the others. Trying to bring up anything positive she could. Though it still did nothing to stop the changes.
	Pretend as she wanted to. Anzu could not ignore the sensations. It felt as if her head were growing larger, more massive. Such a sudden change was accompanied by a pair of decorative, talon-like additions to her cheeks; teeth gritted, feeling herself slowly succumbing to the bestial thoughts, continuing to fight it in vain. Anzu opened her eyes, taking in the world through reptilian pupils. Jaw clenched and baring a row of razor sharp daggers, easily capable at rending the flesh of lesser creatures. A rising fury began to build inside the girl, whose hair had all but fallen out, and it seemed to escalate with the lengthening of Anzu's neck.
	She paused for a moment. Unalarmed over a pair of stubs that were forming between her shoulder blades, growing larger. Until they finalized into a set of wings. The new limbs helped to give an even more threatening visage, which furthered to complement her form. Clumsily, she struggled back to a standing position, trying to regain balance. Something that was made easier by much stronger legs. They had grown to be at least twice their normal size, covered in the same interlocking plates the rest of her body now had. Along with the beginnings of a tail, Anzu's skirt couldn't take any more strain. It ripped in half with her underwear, giving the girl a sense of relief.
	With a quick flick of the growing tail she discarded the panties. But that still left the knee-high shoes, or rather, what was left of them after her feet had changed. The wicked talons had made short work of most of the material. And her bra wasn't faring much better, just barely managing to stay intact.
'These clothes. They serve no purpose.' She reached down, angrily tearing off what was left of them; the last parts of her former life. One more surge of growth overtook her, rendering the transformation complete.
	Now a powerful Blue-Eyes White Dragoness, Anzu roared. Voicing her pride with a burst of bluish flame.