Celestia slowly withdrew every trace of her platinum aura back into her body. The brilliance that had illuminated the fractured sky moments ago faded until only the faintest sheen clung to her silhouette. She remained suspended in the air, posture straight, hands relaxed at her sides, expression composed. To an outside observer, she looked calm almost serene. A faint smile curved at the corner of her lips. It wasn't warm. It wasn't mocking. It was calculating. Something had shifted in her mind. The hostility that had fueled her earlier strikes had been replaced by a quieter current of thoughts as whatever it was in her head.. She just stopped looking at sofia as enemy anymore.
Sofia, however, was nowhere near calm.
