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Shiron's smile deepen, and her eyes darkened.
Large, beautiful wings emerged from her back. If not for the pitch-black colour of the wings, Shiron could've been mistaken for an angel.
However, this wasn't the case here.
Loose feathers fell from her pair of wings, floating gently down. A small sizzle was heard as the feathers hit the ground, and turned into ashes.
The concentration of Ainsen increased, creating a whirl of air around Shiron.
Her legs kicked off the ground, and with her light, perfectly crafted wings, she soared into the dark sky, illuminated only by the rising sun.
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