The scene of the enlightened Sylvia's divine ascension to godhood was breathtaking. As she stood atop the ancient, sacred magic circle, a radiant glow emanated from her, growing brighter with each passing moment.
Her once dark and fearsome aura transformed into a shimmering light, exuding warmth and purity. Her crimson demonic eyes, which had once reflected a turbulent bloodshot soul, now shone with the serene wisdom of an enlightened demoness. Her dark, demonic feathered wings began to change, morphing into ethereal, luminescent appendages that sparkled like the night sky filled with stars.
Her friends gathered within the safe distance around the mountain peak, watching with mixed expressions of awe, pride, and reverence. The ground beneath her trembled slightly as the celestial energy enveloped her, causing the air to vibrate with divine power.
