It was like some kind of evil ritual. The pitch-black evil anomaly egg was hoisted high by iron chains and machinery, countless lights falling upon it, revealing every detail of its steel feathers as much as possible to everyone present.
Lorenzo gazed up at that stone-sculpture-like existence. Under the focused gaze, Lorenzo could feel its vitality. As time passed, as if breathing, those steel feathers subtly rose and fell.
"After reclaiming the Black Angel, we conducted many examinations on it, and all the indicators were normal. We couldn't find the cause of its loss of control."
Merlin also looked at the pitch-black egg, holding even greater awe in his heart.
"It... is still alive, it is breathing."
Lorenzo stepped carefully through unknown red liquid, slowly approaching the Black Angel.
"Yes, the Holy Grail Flesh not only fused with you but also merged with this forbidden Armor of Original Sin, steel and flesh..."
