Those were a pair of enormous wings gleaming with a cold metallic luster, each feather seeming like a weapon forged with utmost precision.
The figure on the platform began to contract, completely transforming from a state of energy into a physical entity.
It finally solidified into a female body brimming with strength and streamlined beauty. She had neat short orange hair, a face that combined a young girl's innocence with a warrior's resolve, and her eyes were tightly shut.
At last, an aura filled with vibrant vitality and sharp edge slowly awakened from within that body and rose into the air!
"Bzzzz—"
Astraea opened her eyes.
They were eyes like the purest sapphires, clear and bright, yet concealing a faint spiraling glow in their depths.
She slowly rolled her neck, looked at her hands as she clenched and opened them, and unconsciously gave the light wings on her back a gentle flap, stirring a soft yet powerful current of air.
Then her gaze passed over the energy platform and landed precisely on Loren behind the main console.
With almost no hesitation, Astraea's light wings flared!
"Whoosh—!"
There was no violent sonic boom, only a faint tremor in space.
Her figure vanished from the center of the platform as if she had teleported. The next moment, she was kneeling on one knee before Loren.
She was so fast that even a flicker of data passed through Ikaros's eyes on the observation platform.
She raised her head, her blue eyes gazing intently up at Loren.
Her voice was crisp, carrying a trace of newborn awkwardness, yet incomparably firm and devout.
"Astraea, close-combat specialized Angeloid, recognizes the sole highest-authority owner—Master.
"From this day onward, all my power, will, and existence shall serve Master."
Loren looked down at the perfect creation before him, the