The inside of its head had been carved out, and something was growing in its place; a mishmash of flesh and muscle, with a heart and various organs pulsating and wrenching around the cavity in randomized motions.
Light gold liquid seeped through the orifices and cascaded down its neck, a liquid the gods recognized as the same one running through their veins.
Rilene and Uvton could not sense it as they were not physically present, but it gave off a faint aura of divinity.
"…are you sure that thing is a 'Fake Divine'?"
Uvton asked just for confirmation and Artemisia nodded in affirmation.
[It is most definitely one. I took a sample of its flesh and used my skill on it.
Whoever this poor soul was, they were born as an elf.]
There was clearly nothing 'elven' left about what they were looking at.
