"What is your identity?" Lumi landed next to Xie and raised her hands in an aggressive stance, creating a spear of light in her grasp pointed at Sol. "What master do you serve?"
"Master?" Sol's eyes slowly panned across the field of opposition facing him and then settled on her form while his brow found his hairline in an almost comical raise. "What kind of question is that?" He asked her and collectively everyone let out a sigh of relief, especially Ikaris who came crashing between Xie and Lumi into his arms.
"Dear," The goddess whipered, holding him tightly and almost sobbing. "You are still you."
"I most definitely am." Sol answered her statement whilst hugging her. "was there ever a doubt?"
"Indeed, this time, there was, or rather, there should be." Lumi nodded putting her weapon away entirely and looking at Xie who shared the same gaze as he stared at them. "Sol Vestic, how are you entirely different yet unchanged?"
