Thunder crashes and the size of the moon enlarges as gold shimmering fragments filled the whole garden as Amihan waits for the Living God to show up. It is a slow process since the main ingredient for the summoning is not there.
But Amihan is still thankful that Sartilliane is present or her energy would've got just sucked and everything she prepared would be for nothing.
Green sparkling swirls appear out of nowhere that made her scared that Belevathan would be the one appearing and not Sartilliane. But when she sees the golden wings with the golden armor, she sighs in relief. Knowing that she calls the right Living God, she looks at the angel in front of her and stares at her before speaking.
"Sartilliane, Living God of the East and West, the God for the Broken. I, Amihan, an Angel God from the North Kingdom, summoned you to hear my questions."
