With a clap of thunder and a piercing screech, a bolt of light strikes Luichon as he activates his own morpher, covering him in crackling blue energy
"MORPHING TIME, LET'S ROC!"
The elf grins at the flying ape as the crackling blue energy solidifies around Luichon's body, turning his arms into wings which then form into two feather-patterned cutlasses at his hands. His studded armor similarly gains an electric blue feather motif, while the remaining blue energy forms into taloned greaves, feathered bracers, and an open faced helmet in the visage of a Roc.
Looking over to Faethor, Luichon gives a nod and rushes in, cutlasses spinning effortlessly in his hands as he prepares himself for what may come
((Move to P10, yes that's 35 feet cuz I have Fleet as my morphed feat, and then I do a total defense action since I can't attack anything yet. Current AC is 22))