God's kingdom lay within His dreams.
Eight Great Angels gathered before God's celestial throne, kneeling reverently as if awaiting something patiently.
The Cloud Sea rolled slowly, scattered feathers floating in the mid-air while the Great Angels' hands were pressed together, heads bowed in prayer.
"God, we praise You!
For in You, we entered the miracle of life,
Leaning on You, we heard the sacred voice."
As the Great Angels prayed in unison, more feathers shed from their wings, eventually forming a gentle orb of light about their beautiful faces, resembling an aura or halo.
The Great Angels were perfecting their Angel Grace through prayer.
Chen Yi watched all this.
The Grace of Angels differed from the Grace of the Gods.
Both were Graces of extraordinary power, but the Gods of the Celestial Kingdom granted their gifts with their own might.
Thus, the limits of the extraordinary power in the Divine Grace were constrained by the deity themselves.
