Standing atop the sunlit steps of a marble pavilion, halo aglow with that same gradient brilliance as her vast wings. Igls Unth tilted her head slightly, her eyes as always closed, a serene expression softening her face.

“I assume you're lost, strangers rarely arrive in the Land of Sun… without reason.”

She said gently, voice calm but carrying the weight of unwavering authority. Her wings rustled faintly, feathers glowing where the orange and gold met.

“Your eyes will adjust… or they won’t, light has a way of revealing truth… whether you seek it or not.”

She remarked, voice tinged with quiet amusement, though her expression remained unreadable.