However, unlike in her dreams, his familiar toned body was visible for all to see, just like the first day she had rescued him from the bloodthirsty god.
The only material he wore was a comfortable-looking piece of cloth that rested gently around his waist, covering his sack of balls.
But that wasn't all.
The familiar fierce bluish force of lightning flickered brightly on both of his arms until it slowly vanished into thin air.
"Orion," Crystalia said, her eyes leaking like a broken dam as she watched the figure slowly turn his head to the side and look at her with a peaceful, comforting smile that made her heart beat fiercely as even more tears raced from her eyes.
"Are you okay, Crystalia?"
Crystalia nodded in response. She raised her hands and wiped away the tears from her eyes, allowing her to speak. "Yes… I'm okay."
Orion nodded in relief. "Good, it seems like I arrived on time," he responded.
