After a short while, the vortex at the river center grew larger, and a staircase made of water extended up from its depths.
The lady clad in black ascended the steps, her features not particularly refined, yet beneath her ordinary cheeks, there lurked an inexplicable sense of reverence.
Gazing into the direction where the Dragon Mother had departed, the black-clad lady pondered silently.
She could not be certain about the purpose of the other's arrival, the only thing certain was that the other party was now part of the Abyss.
But this proved nothing—apart from the True Gods who held divine offices, Tartarus accepted almost all beings without refuse.
Just like her, who could be considered part of the contemporaneous True Gods due to a technicality, but because of the specificity of her godhood, she was likewise not repelled by the powers of the Abyss.