Hua curiously reached out to stroke them as well. The soft, fluffy feel beneath her fingers made her feel as though her whole being had been healed.
Mobius was no different. Among the Thirteen Flame-Chasers, aside from Elysia, she was the one most curious about Theresa, this legendary deity.
She grabbed one of the fluffy wings and tried to pluck off some feathers for research. Unfortunately, while the feathers felt tangible when she stroked them—
when she tried to pull one out with force, they became impossible to grasp. It felt as unpleasant as clutching at thin air.
"Hey, I refuse to believe this!"
Mobius's stubborn streak flared up. She took out all sorts of tools and busied herself for a while, only to discover that no method could pull even a single feather from those wings.
Those tools acted as if they were touching air, and she was like someone stubbornly wrestling with nothing.
"I give up. Is this what a conceptual Aeon is like?"
Mobius smiled bitterly as she put away her sampling tools. She gently held the fluffy wing, and once she no longer intended to take samples, the feathers could be grasped again.
"All right, everyone has seen it now, yes? And I need to tell you all that I am not the only Aeon of Binding in the universe. There are other Aeons as well."
"Qlipoth, the Aeon of Preservation, who governs the concept of preservation; Xipe, the Aeon of Harmony, who governs the concept of collective consciousness assisting one another; Nanook, the Aeon of Destruction, who governs the increase of universal entropy; Yaoshi, the Aeon of Abundance, who governs vitality, life, and healing; Lan, the Aeon of the Hunt, who governs the concept of hunting; Oroboros, the Aeon of Gluttony, who governs the concept