Catherine Carter stood with her back to the crowd, all the while being watched by Leonard Churchill.
Suddenly, his gaze shifted, and when he looked again, the Catherine Carter he saw in front of him had transformed into a white-robed woman in a mask.
Staring at her emotionless face, a flicker of surprise crossed his features, and he thought to himself, "So, it has finally arrived."
At that moment, he could see the face of Catastrophe clearly.
The [Polluted Split-mouthed Woman] had perfect facial features, impeccable brows and eyes, and her figure was faintly visible through her semi-transparent white dress.
She looked like a beautiful and reasonably sexy woman.
Only the chilling aura of death that lingered around her distinguished her from a normal human being.
They locked eyes, one man, one Catastrophe.
A mix of emotions surged within Leonard — excitement, curiosity, agitation...
