1948. Night
The dark world transformed Night on its own while Noah fell into a mental coma. The true power of his mind had remained active for mere seconds, but that had been enough to decide on which path the Pterodactyl had to evolve.
Of course, the evolution had taken into consideration Night's innate abilities, character, and its preferred opponents. Gratia had been the perfect target to study since her existence embodied the essence of the sky, so everything that Noah had learnt could become part of the process.
Gratia didn't attack. She had fought back the mental waves that had managed to seep inside her whiteness, but she had remained still once Noah's consciousness had retreated. The expert knew that her opponent was up to something, but she didn't attack anyway.