Ray released Juka, and turned. A black pillar rose in front of him, and he pressed his paw against it. The tattoo on his shoulder glowed through his shirt, and more of the tattoo spread down his arm, across his fingers. Ray knelt, and panted. "Whew...not as young as I was..." A few blue pillars rose around him, for a brief moment, before shaving fifteen years off of his age. Ray stood, and smiled. "New and improved!"