As the puppet floated in the air, Lucilia's old doll fell onto a nearby table, reverting to an ordinary toy. Lucilia's soul, now a faint white mist, merged into the hovering puppet. Since she had prepared for this, the puppet was already dressed in suitable clothes, though they hung loosely on its frame. As Lucilia's soul melded with it, the simple humanoid puppet began to transform.
The uncarved head began to form a face, features gradually appearing. Its single diamond-chip eye transformed into vibrant green eyes. A pair of slender, pointed ears emerged from its sides, and emerald hair quickly grew from the top of its head, cascading down to its waist. The plain wooden body began to mold itself to Lucilia's former physique, becoming shapely and filling out the clothes draped over it. The exposed wooden parts transformed into tender, fair skin. This skin gained a subtle luster, becoming soft, living flesh.
