[ A burst of brilliant light sweeps through the entire expanse of this scape, the energy rustling the tree and the tall grass, flowing outward in a strong impulse of energy. It will be harmless to him, however, as harmless as the multitudes of elementary particles there are constantly whipping through the universe undetected. But then all of that light and that energy returns to its origin, her form now but a silhouette of a golden power. It condenses, it shrinks, and then it expands once more to rebuild itself: a woman's form, skin, clothes.
The figure floating just slightly above him is the same stature as Pyra, the same build. But as her hair forms from light, as her toes touch down upon the ground, as her eyes open to reveal the same vibrant yellow of the sun... he might notice that she is quite different from the woman that had just been before him. Pyra's energy is soft, warm, shackled; the energy around this new being is practically harsh in its brightness.
Gravity resumes for her a moment later, her hair finally settling behind her, her weight adjusting upon the field. Yet she stands tall and proud as she regards him. ]
So we finally meet. [ She introduces herself. ] I... am Mythra.
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The figure floating just slightly above him is the same stature as Pyra, the same build. But as her hair forms from light, as her toes touch down upon the ground, as her eyes open to reveal the same vibrant yellow of the sun... he might notice that she is quite different from the woman that had just been before him. Pyra's energy is soft, warm, shackled; the energy around this new being is practically harsh in its brightness.
Gravity resumes for her a moment later, her hair finally settling behind her, her weight adjusting upon the field. Yet she stands tall and proud as she regards him. ]
So we finally meet. [ She introduces herself. ] I... am Mythra.