Looking up at Ir'Houwl, appearing as a high mass of darkness, taller than two meters in heights and with prodigiously wide shoulders even as a skeletal being, the minor lord was absolutely terrifying as she brandished her great scimitar, the runes upon its surface shining with a red glow, clearly prepared to not only decapitate her opponent, but also release red sands along with the strike to truly ensure the Emerald Herald's destruction.
Although the undead might internally think that she was not that convincing of an actress, not a single living was doubting the fact that she was about to kill Zilania, two red flames peering from behind the ancient mask that remained stuck to her face even so many years later…
