Ty's eyes go blank, the black veins reaching the yellow power ring. And just like that, the yellow light goes out.
His hand turns jet black, skin and muscle tightening over the bone, as Ty's hopeless expression turns into a broad, almost rictus grin.
"Or you can take mine, my dear. Seems I'm freed from this pathetic little mind again." replies the voice of William Hand.
He turns, extending the black hand, Ty's power radiating from it as Hand focuses his will upon the powers of this new body.
The city begins to shake on its foundations, especially the palace.
"ATLANTIS... RISE!" calls Hand's sadistic, cold voice as the palace pulls free of the stone, and begins to rise from the water towards the choking embrace of surface air, moving fast enough to pin most of the residents to the palace floor.
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