The moment the wood settled back into the doorframe, the illusion began to fade like mist beneath the sun. The brown hair slowly regained its deep black color, while the fine silver strands reappeared among it like threads of moonlight woven into the night.
The ordinary features dissolved, and her skin once again acquired the delicate, almost ethereal radiance that defined her. Her eyes regained that mysterious serenity that seemed to conceal countless secrets, as though entire universes lay within their depths.
Within a few seconds, the true Gao Ziyue stood before him once again, her presence filling the room like a gentle light.
She let out a quiet breath, as though she had been holding it throughout the entire process.
"Much better."
Kyrian smiled faintly, a smile that was more one of acknowledgment than reaction.
