Editing Lord of Loss (section)

==Abilities and Powers==
He has a breaker ability that cloaks him in metallic ribbons, allowing him to shapeshift into any form he chooses.

Initially, he followed someones shapeshifter advice and limited himself to three forms: one resembling a bird, another possibly a tree, another an armored centaur-rhino thing.<ref name="II1.6 e1">“Watch out for Lord of Loss,” Tempera said, following my line of sight.<br/><br/>Where was he?<br/><br/>“He’s up there,” Crystalclear said.  “He’s changing.  Centaur?”<br/><br/>“That’s his combat form,” I said.  I still didn’t sound like myself.  “One of them.  It’s mobile.”<br/><br/>[...]<br/><br/>Lord of Loss leaped from the rooftop.  Ten feet tall, a centaur in vague shape only.  His lower body looked more rhino-like, though the legs were longer, and he was plated in those same straps that looked like twists of smoke frozen in place, or wispy bands of metal that peeled away from him at the end.  He carried a heavy shield on one side, cut in a way that let its bottom left edge rest against the shoulder of his foreleg when he held it tilted forward, and he carried a heavy lance in the other hand.<br/><br/>His face was a helmet, the slits for the eyes and lower face were closed up, so the face was only a series of ridges where bands met and poked out, Y-shaped.  His hair was a mane of bands left to flow like smoke. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2017/11/28/daybreak-1-6/ Excerpt] from [[Daybreak 1.6]]</ref> 'The 'centaur' is the one he uses most in combat. The bird form allows him to fly using his breaker power.

Later, after [[Marquis]]' tutelage, he tries to be more inventive and tactical with his transformations.<ref>He’d improved over the last little while.  I could remember him being limited to forms.  He’d spent time with Marquis, hadn’t he?  And Marquis was a top tier changer, with inventive, by-the-moment adaptations - [https://www.parahumans.net/2019/01/12/blinding-11-7/ Excerpt] from [[Blinding 11.7]]</ref>
<ref name="Mboost">“I got advice once, that I should pick some forms and stick to them,” he boomed.  A man’s voice spoken from a body made of energy, at the heart of his form, magnified out by the shell he’d encased himself in.  “Then new advice, from your uncle, I think he is?  To experiment, diversify.  Think outside the box.”<br/><br/>Marquis.<br/><br/>He chuckled.  “I had a little help, to ease the learning curve.” - [https://www.parahumans.net/2019/01/15/blinding-11-8/ Excerpt] from [[Blinding 11.8]]</ref>
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A wolf drawn out in a spindly, sleek way, a face like a spear-head, feet like spear-points. Bands were gathering out and unfolding, bulking him up as he ran.

Much as the bird had first appeared from the failing other form, Lord of Loss had been maintaining that in-the-works, haphazard construction as a feint, while forming a denser real body within.
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He is capable of inflating his forms to [[Endbringer]] size and crush buildings in passing.<ref>[[Blinding 11.7]]</ref>

His breaker power multiples his efforts over time, giving repeated actions more effect and power.<ref name="II1.6 e2">He landed in the streak of Tempera’s paint, and he lost traction, falling to one side.<br/><br/>The paint rose up and over him, then solidified.  He shattered it, lurched to his feet.  The paint liquified and rose up and over his legs, and he shattered it again.<br/><br/>Was it more easily than he’d shattered it the first time?<br/><br/>Actions he repeated were supposed to be stronger.<br/><br/>To give Tempera a hand, I threw myself forward at Lord of Loss.  Flight, forcefield up.  He twisted around and raised the shield, blocking me.  I still hit him hard enough to cost him footing.  Paint covered him, hardened.<br/><br/>He broke the paint, swung his lance around, hitting me with the broad side.<br/><br/>Forcefield down, impact dampened but not entirely broken.  I hit the ground and it hurt.<br/><br/>He broke through the paint yet again, found his feet, hit me again, this time while my feet were planted on the ground.  My forcefield came back up just in time to be broken again.<br/><br/>Yeah, that hit had been harder.<br/><br/>Fume Hood shot him, hit him in the face.  The paint crawled up to his upper body and joints, hardened there, trying to limit his movement, and he broke it again. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2017/11/28/daybreak-1-6/ Excerpt] from [[Daybreak 1.6]]</ref> It lets him hit harder every time he strikes at something, and even with the beats of wing against air, but it still takes time.<ref name="II1.4 e4">He was a Brute with Breaker flavor.  He cloaked himself in abstract forms, with a set selection.  I knew one resembled a bird, which he would have been using to fly alongside the truck.  He was versatile, big, strong, and his breaker power multiplied his efforts over time.  That multiplication played into how he flew, how he grew, and back before Gold Morning, a few occasions where he’d been able to slug away at a bank vault until he’d torn it open, or even drag a smaller vault away with him. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2017/11/21/daybreak-1-4/ Excerpt] from [[Daybreak 1.4]]</ref>