Fixing her gaze, Monica noticed that the person in front of her was Little Angel and she panicked at once, "Oh, little one, what are you doing here? Get going, hurry up and leave this place. You've just awakened to the Holy Light; you're no match for these high-level Undead."
No sooner had she finished speaking than another figure popped up beside her. Turning her head, she saw it was Ange, and this made her even more anxious, "Mr. Ange, please, you have to get away from here, uh…"
The Little Angel's back suddenly unfurled two pristine wings, and from beneath the feathers, four radiant Light Wings extended. The Little Angel reached forward with her hand and slowly drew out a Great Angel's Staff.
Monica was completely bewildered by the Little Angel's transformation: "A… A Six-winged Archangel?"
She had always thought it was just a little friend who had just awakened to the Holy Light, but it turned out to be a Six-winged Archangel? My god, that meant her father was…