'Divine'
That was the only word that could be used for this figure.
And unconsciously, it slipped out from the mouths of the multitude that stood below her.
Her golden yellow wings spread out like a large blanket over the sky.
It was glistening, like metal covered in flames yet refusing to burn.
A deep red flame surrounded her head like a crown, and her divine body flew up into the air like an angel about to bring down judgment.
Her crimson eyes burned ferociously, leaking with rage and anger.
In all her glory, the red Phoenix had arrived.
Castan stood from his throne, his eyes shining with admiration as he stared at the figure just outside the window of the castle.
It had been years since he saw the divine flames of the Phoenix.
Beautiful and glowing like the sun descending onto the earth.
A mock laughter tore out from his mouth.
"I knew it! I knew she'd come... That bastard has corrupted her with his incompetence!" Castan's eyes glowed as he looked at the figure.
