As the beasts looked at one another, a tall figure bathed in a faint golden halo slowly stepped out from the small grove at the side.
In that instant, it seemed as though all the surrounding light had converged upon her.
What first caught the eye was a cascade of golden hair falling like a waterfall.
It was as if warm sunlight had been frozen into countless strands, each flowing with a gentle yet noble sheen. As she walked, it swayed slightly, as though a golden river of stars flowed through its tips.
Her figure was tall and graceful, her proportions so perfect they seemed divinely crafted.
A fitted white gown wrapped around her exquisite curves. Intricate and mysterious patterns, embroidered in gold thread, gleamed brilliantly across the dress.
Several feather-like golden ornaments adorned the side of the skirt hem, swaying gently with her steps and lending her an added touch of liveliness and splendor.
Further down were a pair of straight, slender, flawless legs, their skin whiter than snow, faintly visible through the slit in her skirt and leaving much to the imagination.
She wore a pair of exquisitely designed white heeled boots, making her already tall figure appear even more upright and striking.
There was a hint of awkwardness in her gait, like someone learning to walk for the first time. Clearly, she had yet to fully adapt to this form.
Yet that trace of awkwardness did nothing to conceal the innate elegance radiating from her, nor the exquisite aura that blended a girl's liveliness with the budding poise of a mature beauty...
Her features were incomparably exquisite, her skin so delicate it seemed as though it might break at a touch.
Most captivating of all were her scarlet pupils—like burning agate, yet carrying the natural clarity of