Lucy's crimson eyes turned into a radiant golden hue, and the dark, black-edged wings that had defined her earlier appearance dissolved completely.
In their place, a pair of pristine white feathered wings unfurled behind her, glowing softly with golden flux.
The shadow around her halo dissipated entirely, leaving a brilliant golden ring floating above her head.
Her aura surged one last time, stabilizing into a harmonious and overwhelming presence that marked her ascension to Level 9.9—a threshold that brought with it the unmistakable connection to the pathways leading to the higher realm.
Aurielle's expression shifted into a sly grin. "Well, would you look at that? Our little moody angel just hit the big leagues. Welcome to the brink of ascension, Lucy."
Ted's eyes lit up with joy. "You did it! Level 9.9… You can go with Linsley now to the higher realm! You can feel the connection to the higher realm, can't you?"