Only after the order did anyone present in the Fallen Colosseum finally raise their heads, and Ryuk was no exception.
The first thing he noticed was the gigantic golden wing that seemed to cover the entire sky of the arena.
When Ryuk had last seen the Half-Fallen one, her wings were around two meters in pure length, but now they had grown to almost three times that size.
As she descended, they slowly reduced in length until they returned to their former two meters.
"So they can all fold their wing length, huh?" he mused, surprised, as he watched the Fallen one float to another glass cubicle where the twelve Fallen elders had already prepared a seat right in front of theirs.
Surprisingly, even among such old and mature individuals, Ryuk noticed that every one of them, male and female, held nothing but reverence in their eyes.
They repeatedly bowed their heads with smiles as the Half-Fallen one waved at them all.
