In the Kane Floating City,
Mr. Stephens wore a plain white robe, his expression peaceful yet solemn.
The Magic Wand [Gaia's Fury] he held tightly in his hand trembled slightly, as if sensing some imminent change.
As Stephens gently gripped [Gaia's Fury], a warm and embracing light began to seep out slowly from his body.
This light enveloped him gently, like the glow at the break of dawn.
The light was not dazzling but carried an indescribable sense of holiness.
At the same time, the Magic Wand [Gaia's Fury] seemed to awaken.
The staff gradually emitted a faint white radiance, a gentle and pure light, merging with the glow surrounding Stephens.
However, this light did not last long before subtle changes began to occur.
Traces of imperceptible dissipation started to mingle with the faint white glow, like morning mist gradually dispersing under the sunlight.
The form of [Gaia's Fury] started to blur, its edges gradually fading.
