The light descended like judgment made manifest.

Not falling. Not traveling through space in any conventional sense. Simply becoming more present with each heartbeat, as if she'd always been there and the world was only now remembering to notice her existence.

The Goddess's full form broke through the rift completely.

What Azrael had seen moments before had been merely her foot, her initial touch. Now the rest followed—towering form that made mountains feel insignificant, wings that spread ...