He knew something like this could happen after Xigger's last defeat. He expected it so he has already made plans for his actions when Xigger returns. He has three plans. Plan A is to run immediately if Xigger has an overwhelming advantage. Plan C is to stay and do nothing for now if Sauron has the advantage. Plan B is to tilt the chances of the battle in his favor. For that he needs strength.
He grinned evilly as he turned to look at the tall white totem on his peak. His golden eyes shined brightly in the dark. His black teeth and the darkness of the night made it very difficult to know that he has bared his teeth in a grin. A Warrog that sees the manner with which he bared his teeth will know that something bad is about to happen.
"I guess your world is about to end." He said to the occupants of the pillar.
Then he reached through the connection between them. His divine sense lit up like a flare within the totem. The remnants of the warriors flocked to this flare like moths to a flame. He waited until he had grasped every single remnant. Then he ripped the remnants of the dead warriors out of the totem pillar.
The totem pillar shined brightly as it tried to resist. But resistance is futile. It is but a rock standing in the way of an ocean. It will be eroded and ground down as time passes. That fate happened immediately. The totem began to turn to dust even as it shined brighter.
White motes of light were created from its wreck. These white notes of light formed a bright cloud in the dark of the night. The cloud swarmed eagerly toward him. They seem happy but they are actually sad. A sorrowful moaning fleeted through the wind without a source. It is the mourning of the spirits of the ancestors for the loss of their home.
Ragnarok could hear the moans but he didn't care about it. He activated his anchor immediately. His left horn fragmented into red flakes. The tattoos on his body glowed and removed themselves from his fur. They joined the red flakes to form a small red cloud.
The white motes of light met with the red cloud. The two clouds didn't clash at all. The white motes didn't resist so they were assimilated easily. He is the only shaman and Sauron is currently busy in a life-and-death fight. So there was no resistance at all. Even if there was resistance, it wouldn't help against the might of Ragnarok's soul.
The sound of mourning increased as the white lights succumbed. They didn't want to die so they begged him but it was futile. The red cloud absorbed the white motes and bludgeoned in size. It became 4 times bigger. The red cloud became so large that it obscured his figure. It is both a qualitative and quantitative improvement of his power tattoos. His boost jumped from 2660% to 10,600% immediately.
"Hmm, Power." He said as he felt the strength within him. "There's nothing quite like the feeling of power."
Then the red cloud converged on his body again. His left horn appeared on his head. It is redder than usual and his red tattoos are livelier than normal. They are shifting across his white fur. He moved his body around to practice some movements. He found his movements easier to accomplish and faster in execution.
"I like Plan B." He said before he began to shift.
His fur rippled and the muscles underneath it shifted. His bone changed. They changed position and form. He got bigger but not as big as Sauron. Sauron's boost comes from the excess Mana tied to his existence through the connections he has. As for him, his boost is from death. Death doesn't go well with Mana so he doesn't increase exponentially in size.
So he just became 5 meters in eight instead of the 8 meters that Sauron is. He is not as big as Sauron but he has power. That's enough for him.
He activated his beast form and changed into a giant white beast with flashing red tattoos on his fur. He has black teeth and black claws. One of his horns is red while the other is black. His eyes shone a bright golden light from within. It is because of his immensely powerful soul.
His inner beast has been awakened. And it thrilled him to no end. He howled triumphantly to the sky because of it. It made him feel giddy and excited. He can feel a sort of thrill throughout his body. His beast is out in its full form and it is hungry. It is hungry for action and something more. Then he leaped down from the peak he was watching from towards the battlefield.
Both Sauron and Xigger noticed the incoming combatant. Sauron was shocked and furious. He was the first to sense the changes that just occurred. He had wanted to march over to Ragnarok and beat him up for what he did to the spiritual foundation of their pack.
Unfortunately, he is currently very busy. He has his hands full and he is fighting for his life. So he can't discipline Ragnarok right now. His mood changed when he noticed that Ragnarok was coming towards them.
"Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea." He grumbled inwardly.
What Ragnarok did isn't so bad anymore now that he is coming to help him. An Omega usually doesn't join the conflicts of the pack so he appreciates what Ragnarok is doing. Ragnarok's help will surely be instrumental in killing Xigger. He won't admit to needing the help though. And he will still punish Ragnarok. The punishment will just not be as severe.
He didn't think otherwise of Ragnarok's motive. There's no way that he suspects that Ragnarok will help the enemy, Xigger the abomination. That is just crazy and Ragnarok is not crazy. Ragnarok is the most level-headed and smartest Shaman he knows. There's no way he would do something so foolish.