The angel of peace was tall, standing at almost two meters in height. Her hair was long, silky smooth, and golden brown, bordering on blond if the lighting was right. But that wasn't where it ended, because unlike all humans and angels, she looked a bit off. Her skin was so pale that the veins underneath could be seen, and her body was clearly striped, showing several hues of paleness that bordered on ashen.
When she stepped out of nothing and appeared in the middle of the dark throne room, her glowing skin became apparent, illuminating the entire place as her divine magic filled the entire hall. Her feet were bare, but the divine magic seeping out of them burned the ground and melted it, and the simple white robe she wore fluttered, crackling like a thousand whips all at once.
