Back in the labyrinth, the priestess was still watching the teenager sitting high up on the wall with wariness. The latter, on the other hand, was attentively observing the changes between Ivan's unconscious body and the statue of the angel.
The tattoos and runes that connected the two and transferred the energies from Ivan to the statue seemed to grow thicker with each passing hour and were already half a meter thick by now.
The statue's body had reverted back to that of a normal living being just to its forehead. Half of its wings had fully reverted to fluffy white beautiful feathers that shone like the sunlight and fluttered softly, the skin of the angel's forehead was smooth and pristine like that of a baby, and it had beautiful golden hair that had only reverted back to their original color while the rest was yet to change.