Shakugan no Shana Vol 5 pg 132

The water’s surface surrounding the palace rippled.
Thump.
A power swelled.
“…What is this!?”
The presence of a Denizen of the Crimson World so enormous that even Orgon was
shocked appeared abruptly.
It took the form of a steam explosion, manifesting as seven rays of light spreading out
radially.
The seven rays of light, each a different color, danced wildly in the thick steam, then
suddenly vanished.
Before he knew it, someone was standing by the water.
Walking through the thin white mist.
It was a skeleton clad in rags.
“A rainbow… A rainbow!? That, that’s impossible…!!”
Toward Orgon, who was consolidating his army around his main body out of terror and
trepidation, it advanced. The miserable body, which had suppressed its manifestation to a
minimum, just enough to exist and move, now poured its remaining Power of Existence into
itself… a power that would never be replenished.
A transformation began.
Flesh and skin covered the bones, and hair grew long. The rags became a medieval-style
costume with puffed upper sleeves, and spurred long boots stepped on the ground. A
dazzling silver breastplate and tassets were fitted to his torso and waist, and a helmet
modeled after a crown was placed upon his head. A thick sword belt was slung like a sash
over his shoulder, from which a saber of intricate design was hung. Finally, a cape covering
half his body from the left shoulder billowed out.
A young man with a gallant countenance stood there. His slender, tall form approached
Orgon with the same slow steps as the ragged skeleton.