A shiver ran down Maggie and Elisa's spines at the same time, as their helpless eyes followed their companion — turning into something else before their very eyes.
Dylan's once-beautiful eyes had been replaced by a bottomless black, almost imperceptible, as if even light refused to enter.
He trembled, seized by a cold from elsewhere, his teeth grinding as he struggled against something invisible and internal.
And yet, the demoness had remained there, just a few meters away, her wide twisted smile frozen on her childlike silhouette.
Like a blasphemy carved onto a face too young, too innocent.
"I no longer have anything to do here," she finally said.
Both women tensed at her words, but the creature didn't seem to see them. Her gaze swept over them without meaning, as if they were nothing more than shadows on the edge of her world.
She slowly tilted her head back, and a shadowy breath slipped from her mouth.
