UWONG! BLUB!
The golden, shimmering liquid that was once the gigantic spider's body continued morphing and molding like clay under the hands of a skilled potter.
[Man... This is taking too long.]
Berkah frowned, his lips tightening as he folded his arms across his scaly chest, his piercing blue eyes reflecting the golden light.
[It kind of looks like Divinity, but it's not...]
He mused, watching the luminescent blob twist and turn before him.
But there was something missing.
Despite its radiant glow, it lacked the peaceful warmth and sheer power that true Divinity carried. Thus his comparison ended there, it was but a mere mimicry, hollow and incomplete.
"... How long will this take, Valeria?"
Berkah turned to face the Litch who was hovering atop a femur bone, her posture straight and elegant.
"Forgive me but I do not know Young Lord."
"... Please take a seat whilst we wait."
