Compared to the widow-like demeanor of the Defiant Flame Butterfly, she seemed more like the grown-up version of Yulia.
As if transitioning from widow to bride.
That cold and indifferent posture was akin to a queen ruling over everything.
From head to toe, apart from white, grey, and faint traces of gold, there wasn't a single hint of other colors. Even her pupils were a pale grey-white, like ashes burned to their end.
Yet it seemed she lacked one divine core—the very core within the halo behind her head.
This made her appear like a lifeless, colorless sculpture.
But as Aiwass continued bombarding the spatial rift with Lost Paradise.
The Defiant Flame Butterfly—no, it should be called the "Non-burning Butterfly"—unveiled an entirely new power.
She raised both hands as if embracing the heavens.
Grey-white flames, void of heat and sound, began to quietly burn above her.
