Chapter 185 Each in Peace

The undead bird, formed of illusory flesh and crystalline bones, let out a sharp, ear-piercing and strange female voice, surrounded by the rising, burning green flames—and sentences that no one could understand.

Sherry's already muddled consciousness suddenly snapped to alertness as she gaped at the bizarre bird that had burst in. She watched it circle again in the air while the figures of the Doomsday Preachers around her froze into odd stances, as if... "theatergoers" in a "cinema" had suddenly stopped moving because of a jammed reel.

One of these monsters had been mid-step when frozen, leaving his body nearly floating in mid-air, appearing eerie, horrifying, yet somewhat amusing.

The undead bird circled once more, and this time, doors and whirlpools of green flame opened in the air. Soon after, a tall figure stepped out and came before Sherry.