Umilia turned around and saw a woman clothed in a dark gray catsuit descending down from the air, her face hidden by a half-face mask that covered the upper half of her fair oval face. Her lips, a jet-black that seemed to only heighten the dark aura surrounding her. Her long brown hair extended till her waist, and her deep black eyes seemed to lack all emotions. However, her body was slender and curvaceous, especially the huge bulging pair of mounds on her chest.
The more Umilia looked at her, the more she felt that this woman seemed to be an incarnation of death itself. Her aura was too dark, and even the air she was coming in contact with seemed to get darker and putrid, as if they were breaking down.
Around her hands a wisp of black energy seemed to be spinning around and just a look at it was enough for any ordinary person to be put into a stupor.
