Once again, Belladonna found herself standing beneath the colossal and impossible corpse, whose legs could crush mountains and yet who could still be supported atop the tips of trees and barely bend them.
She didn't try to look upon the face of this corpse this time, as it was an impossible task. Her body would reject any attempts with all of its might, as if it knew that a single glance was all it would take to be her end. Yet even out of the corner of her eye, Belladonna could see no features. They were completely blurred and impossible to decipher.
No... that was wrong. Now that she actually looked at it, she could see something. This impossible figure, had three eyes. What colour they were, where these eyes were looking or even how they were orientated upon their face. None of that she could figure out.
