"He is here!" Mason almost shouted as he saw the brilliant rays of gold dawn upon the reborn Midpath, coloring in the blueprints of the Aviania angels into mechanical structures of gold and white plate surrounding azure blue cores.
"The One Light himself. I…I…had no idea it would feel like this." He put a hand to his heart, and his fingers gripped his shirt tight, and yet, his expression, though awed, remained neutral. "It…does not feel warm. As warm and comforting as I thought the Light would be."
The light spread from statue to statue in weaves of gold before finally arcing its way to the twin sand obelisks Li stood in front of. The luminescence gathered, swirling in tight-knit strands that eventually became so compact they created a swirling portal that shimmered like a miniature sun, though, as Mason noted, no heat came from it.
