In that moment, the skies suddenly darkened. Without Dyon's acceptance, his manifestation suddenly appeared, looming over the Sprite Capital with an incomparably arrogant visage.
Its body was draped in robes wreathed with black and white flames. Its wings hovered directly to its back, on one side holding six beautiful white feathered ones, and to the other, six glistening black feathered ones.
Six halos of black-gold revolved, holding images of profound paths beyond one's comprehension. However, if one looked closely… They were actually becoming more solid!
Slowly, its illusory form became more corporeal. What had once been a mere projection of an image was actually turning into flesh and blood!
