Divine Blood (4)

He stared at the dazzling whitish iris of the goddess in front of him, along with her waist-long hair and her two incredibly large pairs of wings. 

It would have been an amazing sight if not for her blood-stained hair and wings, which almost matched the colour of the four-meter crimson great sword in her hand.

The winged woman, however, stared at Orion suspiciously and wondered what was so special about him. He was the only one among her creations who seemed unaffected by the overwhelming divine power. 

Regardless, she didn't have much time to dwell on it, as there was still a god in front of her that she needed to deal with if she wanted her children to regain their sanity.

"Go, runneth as fast as thou canst, out of this perishing world. Even if I should falter, I shall find solace in knowing that one of my creations hath made it to the other side," the winged woman said calmly. She looked at Orion with a loving expression in her eyes.