The integration was like watching two pieces of a cosmic puzzle finally click into place.
Evelyn's form began to glow brighter as Ma'at's soul merged completely with her essence, the golden light intensifying until everyone had to squint just to look at her. The light pulsed once, twice, three times—and then something incredible happened.
The massive statue of Judgment began to change.
The crystallized starlight and divine stone didn't crack or crumble—it transformed. Like cosmic clay being reshaped by invisible hands, the statue's features softened, became more defined, more real.
The stone took on the warm tones of actual flesh, the carved hair began to move in a breeze that existed only for her, and those perfect stone eyes suddenly held depth and intelligence and ten thousand lifetimes of accumulated wisdom.
