At this moment, Gabriel walked to his side, slowly squatted down, gently stroked the girl's hair, his eyes filled with compassion, and murmured in an incomparably gentle whisper.
"Sleep, forget all this, the future will get better."
Supernatural divinity quietly released, in a vision unseen by mortals, a pair of holy pure white wings extended from Gabriel's back, softly enveloping the girl.
The next second, the girl seemed to return to her mother's embrace, the long-lost sense of safety and warmth enveloping her body and mind, her hollow, deathly dim eyes closing uncontrollably as if filled with lead, falling into a deep sleep.
At the same time, under the illumination of the pure Holy Light, the countless scars on her skin faded, scabbed, and fell off at a speed visible to the naked eye... in an instant, they returned to a youthful, fair tone befitting her age.
