Peering at the dim light that filled the room where most of the Holy Order rested, Salenne peered at the mirror once more. All she was compelled to do was to look at her reflection as she was not familiar with the person who looked back.
Her once grey eyes now a honey amber colour peered back at her. Pure white locks that cascade beneath her shoulders that was soft blonde. She sighed deeply with a small frown, an expression of worry and anticipation of what could be next.
Glancing down at her hands as a mixture of holy energy and that of a mysterious red hue flowed around her hand and wrist, the occasional flicker of energy crackled then would disappear.
“What is happening to me?”
She pondered to herself before stepping out quietly from the building towards a group of Ethereal, hopefully they would hold the answers she needed.