The Fairy Vs The Celestials

"Well, someone else is coming towards us."

At the old man's words, like choreography, they all turned back at once to see who it was.

There was no one there so they turned back to the statue with varying looks on their faces.

He noticed their expression and sighed quite loudly.

"Surely you all don't think I was stringing you along."

"What do you think? We can't completely trust you yet, can we?" One of Davis men said, speaking up for the first time.

Before anything else could be said, a soft flutter of wings filled the chamber, growing louder with each passing second.

The air shimmered, and a burst of radiant light materialized near the ceiling.

From it emerged a small figure, delicate and glowing, with bright wings— a fairy.

They saw that it was the very same one they had met before.

Its presence felt both out of place and unnerving as they realized just how much power he possessed.