"A brilliant golden light shall spark an adamant will… of mine!"
Six celestial wings sparked and flapped its golden gust of wind, softly sweeping away the dust and the debris in its miraculous awakening. Quite ample force that was, to soar the great air spirit into the air—towards the skies colonized by an unnatural freak of light. A light that didn't even brightly shine but burn blazingly with a white flame… flamed and condensed itself into another sun… the unkind one, whose shadow was looming over, the one that descended, was about to impact its colossal white flame into a densely populated spot and turn it into less than an ash,
Like hell Gaisa would let that happen!
