Saffron PoV
As I laid on the void, weightless, the pieces of Bosenmori swirled around me. I felt a surge of energy unlike anything I had experienced before. Each fragment glowed with a vibrant purple light, a testament to the bond I had forged with my angelic tool. It was as if Bosenmori had become an extension of my very being, resonating with every fiber of my soul.
The first segment snapped into place over my chest and expanded, forming a sleek breastplate that pulsed with purple mana. Next, gauntlets materialized around my arms, their intricate designs glimmering with ethereal light. Each piece seemed to fit perfectly, as though it had been crafted specifically for me.
As the transformation continued, I could feel the armor extending down my legs, forming greaves that anchored me to the ground with newfound strength.
