The astonished cries of the crowd lingered on.
"Oh my god!"
"What the hell?!"
"It can transform?!"
"Daniel, get back now!"
In the thick darkness, Daniel felt a sudden tremor beneath his feet.
After regaining his balance, he saw the four ghoulish faces on the furnace now superimposed upon one another.
Whether it had always been this way or was the result of the blows he dealt, the merging of the faces wasn't flawless.
Behind each hollow eye was still a pair of spectacles, and transparent mouths held yet more mouths within.
With the four faces combined, the sight was even more terrifying.
Boom!
The entire altar began to shake.
Nearly knocked off his feet, Daniel shot silk threads from his hands into the ground on either side, anchoring himself.
Illuminated by the beams from the group's torches below, he finally discerned the full scope of the transformation.
