Ythala smiled, nodding eagerly. Slowly, she moved her harp to her side, and began to play. A gentle, yet upbeat sound emitted from her harp, sounding akin to something that would be played at a festival. The sound itself was magical, the harp's divine music touching the hearts of anyone who listened. It seemed to mimic the noises and tempo of multiple instruments at once as it continued to fill the area with its beautiful tune. Ythala closed her eyes, slowly falling into the music as she continued to play. A small smile was visible on her face.
Okita would smile, beginning to swing her sword along with the tempo Ythala was playing. As the song continued, Okita's pace was gradually fluctuating, sometimes speeding up, sometimes slowing down to match the pace and sound of Ythala's music, as if she was dancing to her song. What didn't change, though, was the precision of Okita's movements as she danced with her blade. But soon, Okita's pace would switch, falling out of sync with the current song she was playing.
"
Requiem of Dancing Wings..." Okita thought to herself as she swung her blade, the green energy from before beginning to form around Okita once more as she swiftly forgot that anybody was even around her. Her tempo was rapidly shifting to match Ythala's other songs.
"
Lament of the Stars..." Her tempo changed once more to the next song, her precision slowly, but surely increasing as she trained her skills while dancing to Ythala's previous songs.
"
Symphony of the Constellations..." This one, Okita would gently whisper, as if she was humming along with the song now that she had begun dancing to the tune again, as if she was dedicating her moves to Ythala's song.
"I am an Archangel, the matters between my superiors apsolutely concern me! Especially of the one who made me...!" Raviathon responded, getting up herself and walked off quickly, breathing heavily as she began reinforcing the wall
"Whatever you say, child..." Metatron said, simply listening to Ythala play her music from afar as he kept guard.
"
Symphony of the Constellations..." He murmured as he listened.
"....Nothing, kid. Just don't like being around here." David said, he rubbed the bridge of his nose, growing increasingly frustrated as he took a step away from the group.
"You are a very, very, very poor liar, David. Forgive the dreary atmosphere of my territory, as we were just recently attacked. Or is it some other reason that you don't wish to stay?" Tokugawa asked, though, the child was clearly speaking with caution as he didn't desire to overstep his bounds, clearly wanting to respect the man's boundaries.