Arla Ascends.

At the notification of creation magic being used, Arla and everyone else watching began paying closer attention to Sol as he spun and roared, launching a pillar of light from his palm that quickly morphed into a dragon, clashing with the reaper and slamming it into the ground before the two entities began brawling, eating away at each other and growing smaller with every second that passed.

"I no longer have a chance, these forbidden techniques are the most powerful I have, without them I would have already..." 

[Are you prepared for Ascension, Arla Amastacia?]

Alpha asked when the Elf brought out the window after ignoring it for two years. [Will you accept godhood and transcend all of your current limits?] 

[An offer of promotion has appeared before you once more].

[Divinity: Accept/Decline] 

"I accept- guh!"