Changin' all the time playin' with your mind

As soon as the man spoke, the chains conjured behind him lashed out, wrapping around his arms and legs, forcing him to remain on his knees, unable to rise. Once Redeyes was securely bound, the Horned King reached out with a bony hand, and gripped his new servant by his throat, pulling him forward as the black pits of his eyes lit with an unholy crimson light. He released the crafted eye, which floated in midair, and raised his free hand towards the man's face.

"To ensure you do not misplace this token, it shall become a part of you," he intoned, then plunged his talons into the man's left eye socket, holding him in place with an iron grip while he removed the eye with brutal, vicious efficiency. He discarded the bloody eye with a careless flick of his fingers, sending it to disappear into the surrounding darkness beyond the circle of fire.

"Consider that your penance for daring to raise your hand against me," he remarked drily. He seized the crafted eye once more, and, still holding the man in place, placed it into his empty eye socket. As he slid it into place, he cast a spell to graft it into Redeyes' head, replacing the one he'd ripped out. As the spell worked its purpose, and the eye took root, the Horned King saw himself through it, eyes blazing bright crimson.

"Now go, and serve me well," he ordered, releasing his hold and dismissing the summoned chains and fire. He had his eye among the Heroes, now. And if Redeyes thought to do as little as possible, well, he would find that the eye he'd been given would burn as hot as fire within his skull should his new master be displeased with his progress.

Redeyes only had a moment to struggle before he let the king's words sink in.

"Part of-GRAHHH!" For a moment blood streamed from where his eye once was. He would've shaken his head about in agony if not for the Horned King's vice-like grip on him, and the chains. Another second that felt like a minute passed, and he felt something be pushed into the socket. Once more, he could see from his left eye, if a bit blurry and hazy for the moment.

"What did-ugh!" He pitched forward on his hands once the chains were released from him.

"What...what about the transformation? Why am I still human?!" he panted, his new eye giving him great pain.

The Horned King had turned away from the mortal after releasing him, having concluded his business with the creature, but he paused as Redeyes questioned his remaining in a human body. He had thought he had been perfectly clear about the transformation's limits. But apparently his new servant wasn't of any great intelligence. Irritating as it was, it wasn't unexpected, either. He was a mortal after all, and a beast trapped within a man's flesh.

"You are still human because that is the price you are paying for having returned to the world of the living," he explained before slowly turning to gaze over his shoulder. Only the barest red pinpricks of light burned within his sockets as he met the mortal's gaze. "Your eye grants you the power to transform your body into the bear you once were, but only for a brief time. Enough time, perhaps, to ensure your survival during a battle, but should you persist in that form for too long, you will be forced to wait for a matter of weeks before transforming again."

The pain caused by the transplant would fade before long, but if Redeyes transformed into a bear, the pain would slowly start to return until he shifted back into a human form once again. If he ignored the pain for too long, the magic in the eye would force a change upon his body even against his will. Hoping he had cleared up his servant's confusion, the Horned King turned to resume towards where he had last seen Ophion. He paused briefly for a moment.

"Be warned, any injuries you may suffer as a bear will carry over to the form you now wear," he added. While Redeyes' human body was massive, it was unlikely to be able to withstand any great injuries a bear might shrug off, and while he cared little for Redeyes' safety, the creature was no use to him dead.

Ophion had remained quite as his master dealt with the bear turned back. His forked like tongue flicks out at the eyeball that was tossed aside, muzzle pulling into a soft frown at his missed chance of getting a snack. The wyvern lets out a warning hiss as he moves about behind the Horned King circling around the ring of fire for a moment before returning back to the king and settles.

Redeyes nodded, even though it took a moment for the bear turned man to process it all. He turned to glance at the winged creature as it flew about, circling the ring, then he returned his gaze to the Horned King.

"Understood," he grunted, thankful that he would be able to turn back to his normal form at least, even if it would be temporary.