<div class="floatleft">(http://safebooru.org//samples/2382/sample_c0bcae7a14b94a1bb932cd64d9e63552953ac928.jpg?2480828)</div><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e3/Exalted_Dawn_Solar.jpeg)</div>Ren was able to navigate her way to the source of the anima with relative ease, as it was a fairly obvious display of power, and was swift to reach under her skirt for one of her knives, only to stop and stare when she saw what the source actually was.  Instead of Xenovia, like she'd expected, the woman who her mistress had joined on stage was the one putting on the show in question, and, given the lack of violence of any sort, it really was simply that.  She had her caste mark and banner on full blast, almost blindingly bright in its intensity, to the point she almost didn't notice when Ramalan and Xenovia arrived on the scene as well, with the former joining in on showing off.  The maid turned her gaze towards her mistress, silently pleading with her not to join in on this blatant example of idiocy, but realizing it was, truly, a foolish hope to hold in the first place.<br/><br/><div align="center">***</div><br/>Xenovia was suitably surprised when she and Ramalan arrived upon the scene that was the source of the anima's brilliant glow, her own eyes widening a touch when she saw who it was that was putting on such a vibrant, unmistakable display.  While she'd sensed more to Talitha than met the eye, she had assumed she was godblooded, but to see that she was also a child of the Unconquered Sun.  She noted Ren's presence, though her focus remained on Talitha, wondering why she had chosen to give herself away like this.  This pondering was disrupted, however, when Ramalan chose to join her, causing the blonde haired woman to sigh softly.  So much for a hot tumble between the sheets.  Maybe if they survived this she could talk them into a threesome?<br/><br/>"Sorry, Ren," she murmured as she stepped past the silently pleading maid, her own Caste mark blazing to life, the Dawn Solar adding her light to theirs, the blindingly brilliant white light tinged with the soft red of a rose.  "You simply must share your story with us if we survive the night," she said to Talitha once she'd joined them.  "For now, how about we put on another show, eh?"  She reached into seemingly thin air and withdrew Echoes of Ash, the weapon emerging from the ether with a burst of fire as she gave it a flourish before driving the tip down into the floor with her hands resting upon its pommel.  "I am Xenovia Lightbringer, Lady of Elegance, Patron of the Arts, Herald of Victory, and Guardian of Creation!"  As she spoke her eyes burned with the same white-hot light that shone from her brow, the symbol of a rose in bloom tracing in golden arcs behind her as her anima manifested itself fully.  "Look upon me, upon us, and know that the chosen of the Unconquered Sun have returned!"  She struck a very different figure than she had before, the facade she once wore seemingly burned away in the blinding radiance of the Unconquered Sun's light.  "Let all that would serve Him rejoice, and all that would oppose Him despair, for I shall show no mercy to any who would declare themselves to be His enemy."  She leveled Echoes of Ash's tip at the gathering people, its length bursting into flame once more.  "The Lawgivers have spoken."<br/><br/><div align="center">***</div><br/>Ren closed her eyes, ears drooping, and let out a soft groan under her breath.  So much for this being a peaceful visit.  She would briefly look at Spark, offering her a soft smile, then join her mistress, going to one knee beside her, ready to act should the need arise.