The gigantic black dragon slowly lowered its head.
Then its enormous body began to shrink.
Its scales disappeared into darkness.
Its massive limbs changed shape.
The colossal dragon gradually transformed into a humanoid figure.
In the next moment, a woman appeared, hovering not too far from Nero.
She was tall.
Even Nero, who was nearly two meters in height, had to look slightly upward to meet her gaze.
Raven-black hair cascaded down her back, almost reaching her feet.
Two curved black horns emerged from her head.
A long dragon tail swayed quietly behind her.
Her ears were long and sharply pointed, even longer than those of a High Elf such as Azalea.
And her eyes…
They were completely black.
There were no irises.
No visible pupils.
Only an endless darkness.
Her beauty was ethereal.
Sacred to the point of absurdity, yet accompanied by an extremely mature charm that made her presence feel completely different from the other Law embodiments Nero had encountered.
