Yui's entire body began to radiate—
Light pulsating from every inch of her skin.
But unlike the pristine, golden glow of an angel, hers carried a deeper, almost corrupted tone.
It shimmered with power, but its hue was shaded in darkness.
It wasn't gentle like the angelic light.
No—this was wild, untamed, like a star trying to collapse in on itself while still shining as bright as ever.
A glow meant to inspire fear, not comfort.
"H-How?!" Gabriel gasped, her voice shaken as her wings fluttered in disbelief.
A fallen angel… awakening Divine Justice?
That couldn't be.
That shouldn't be.
There was no way a being who had been cast down could invoke a power so holy.
It defied every law, every decree written in the heavens.
The thought itself was heresy—and yet… here it was.
Gabriel's eyes trembled as she stared.
It wasn't just a trick or an illusion.
Yui really had done it. The sacred light wrapped itself around her like a crown… like it belonged to her.
