Chrono felt like an idiot after waiting for a bit, realizing her fight wasn't going to be that noticeable from a distance. Now what, brat? Training... and considering how weak this form is, you won't even be able to use all of your power without burning up; literally I mean. Uh, if my body isn't good enough for you... get out.
A vein burst through the skin and blood poured out, as the body was now rejecting the host. If you don't like how I am, get your own *%#@ body back and fight that thing. Chrono unconsiously nodded and started writing an archaic circle around himself, letting the blood from his body flow off his talons when the claws turned back into hands. As he finished the circle , following nothing but a design he made up in his head, he went to sleep. His unconsiousness was the trigger for the blood to burn, and another protective layer to form as he went back to the primary, then to his 'prototype' form in a matter of one hour.