Facing Morgana
As Lenny, Coco, and Victor plummeted towards the ashen landscape within the Wandering City, the stark contrast between the ground's parched dryness and its unnatural black hue was immediately noticeable.
This desolate expanse seemed to absorb the light around it, creating an oppressive atmosphere that weighed heavily on the soul.
And the raining blood did not help matters any bit.
But it wasn't just the land that instilled a sense of dread; it was the figure standing amidst the desolation, awaiting their descent with a chilling sense of anticipation.
Morgana, once a figure of beauty even when she was a gladiator of the Arena, now stood as a grotesque testament to the demons' cruel ingenuity and the depths of their depravity.
Half of her face retained the semblance of the human she once was—a haunting reminder of her past identity.