Resolutely, Orion straightened himself, shoulders squared, head held high. Wukong approached solemnly, gently placing the Golden Headband upon Orion's head.
The Golden Headband settled gently onto Orion's forehead, its ethereal warmth spreading outward slowly, gently merging with his skin.
Almost instantly, he felt a subtle, comforting stream of energy flow into him, cascading gently like a quiet river, penetrating deeply into his Sea of Consciousness.
Wukong stepped back leisurely, folding his arms across his chest and observing Orion thoughtfully. His golden eyes glinted mischievously as he remarked playfully, "Now, you look nearly as handsome as me! Though, still lacking just a little. But that's fine—not everyone can be as perfectly charming as the Great Sage Equal to Heaven!"
Orion's lips twitched subtly, nearly shooting back that he was more handsome despite his lingering exhaustion. However, he said nothing, respectfully allowing Wukong to continue uninterrupted.
