Inside Aeaea Island
Floating alone in the water, unable to see far enough to spot either Chimp Man Z or Aeaea, Runa talks to the goddess. Unaware, she slips beneath the water, but when she notices and strokes upwards she doesn't break the surface. A voice, one she feels more than hears, answers her.
You are concerned, my champion. But I see it is that you don't understand.
These modern people, with their unfortunate wisdom, see depictions on a temple that are obviously female and believe she must have something to do with sex. They see a carving of the woman with weapons in her hands, trampling a predator, and they decide she has something to do with war.
What they see as sex is creation. What they see as war is destruction. Nothing more, nothing less. I am life, beloved one, not war. But I am a goddess that would charge its champion to defend this world from anything that would threaten its life. You do not need to offer your acceptance, I chose you because you were already unable to do otherwise. Your friends know. When a life was slipping away, they turned to you.
It is enough that they see me through you. Enough that Astarte's Runa stands forth to protect the world. Wake up, now, my beloved and rise to the occasion. Know, warrior of Ishtar, that you are not meant to crawl. Go, and show them all. It is time for you to soar.
Between Aeaea and a tiny islet slowly carrying away a trapped hero, the sea is rent by energy powerful enough to spew steam into the sky. Bursting from the ocean, an amazonian woman is raised aloft by two planes of brilliant white light, stretching eight feet away from each shoulder, almost, but not quite, the same shape as the wings on a seven foot tall human.
Runa can now see both Aeaea and Chimp Man Z's island, she can fly to either before the other gets away without an issue.