Them's Fighting Amazons

Seeing the lion stand before the herd of sheep, Graham ran in front of the cowering animals.

“That’s as far as you go!” Graham said. He turned back to the sheep, not knowing why his brain told him to come to them until now.

“By what right does the prey judge the predator?” The lion snarled.

“Prey? That’s what you think of me as? Prey?” Graham chuckled. “News flash. You are the food. And me?” Graham slapped the Driver on his waist. “I’m the hunter.” Graham held the faceplate of a snarling wolf for just a few moments before clicking it onto the Driver. It lit up to life as Graham held one of the bars of the Driver before twisting it. It hummed to life.

“LUPUS” A low voice sounded from the Driver. As if on instinct, Graham muttered under his breath:

“Amazon…” After that, Graham exploded in a flash of purple light. Steam covered his entire body and burned the grass underneath. The sheep shielded their eyes as the light only grew. Graham’s body evaporated and in its place was a being in black armor. As the smoke cleared, the lion and sheep could now see the new being that Graham became:

Small, curvy yellow lines were shown across his shoulders, temples, and shins. His entire body was a black material that shimmered in the sunlight, implying it was made of a metal. He had white arm spikes, a white faceplate, and even a small white circle on his chest, beveled out like it was a muscle. His eyes were large and had a sort of orangish yellow color to them. Red tribal markings bore out from the eyes and towards the top, side, and bottom of the faceplate. He had a mouth plate that was similar to that of a wolf’s fangs.

Graham stood with one of his fingers tracing the ground and he snarled just like the lion. The sheep began to back away from the newly forged predator. The lion growled, then pounced at Graham. Graham simply roared and counter attacked with a slash from his claws.

Who are you? The me inside of me?
Show me the figure hidden in the shadows!