"Irielle?" Azel muttered, and the woman looked up at him. She had green eyes that glowed like gems in the dim light of the Underworld.
"Yes Master." She said while looking up, her voice was steady despite her kneeling position. "Do you have an order for me…? I will accomplish it as long as you don't send me back."
He approached her, his boots crunching on the black stone. He was wondering why she didn't want to go back.
"Why? Why don't you want to go back…?"
She bit her lip as she kept kneeling, her green eyes dropping to the ground. "I have nothing to fight for, my Master… Nothing remains of my world."
"I see." He said as he placed a hand on her head.
She looked at him, and strangely her tensed body calmed down immediately at the touch.
A golden light poured across her body, emanating from his palm like water flowing downward. It didn't affect her directly as her skin remained unchanged, but her armor and weapon began to glow before transforming completely.
