“Mother” Ami said under her breath, this was the first time she was able to really take in the appearance of her birth mother ever since she discovered she was born of a goddess.
The first time had been an image in a vision, the second had been a far away back view when she came to interrupt the murderous father.
But seeing her now, even though it was still just an astro view of her, Ami knew her imagination couldn’t have done her justice in any way.
Oya looked astonishingly fierce and beautiful, Ami had seen a clear depiction of Bellona the Roman war goddess in paintings and sculptures, Oya was even more fierce looking and surprisingly just as beautiful.
She wasn’t as clear as Sango who was beside her was, but it was clear enough to know.
Ami stole a side view glance at Sango to see
