Sheila looked very different from how Asmodeus remembered. Her glossy and beautiful hair shone like the night sky, now dry and brittle with split ends. Her fair and creamy complexion looked pallid and pale and it was obvious she lost quite some weight despite being light as it was.
Yet despite this, Sheila's eyes were still vibrant with the desire to live. Their colour was now pitch black after losing the blessing of the goddess, almost like a curse devoid of any light. However, Asmodeus didn't mind about something like that. It just proved to him she was no longer affiliated with the goddess Lumina.
'She really looks horrible right now.'
Her eyes narrowed, looking at Asmodeus with a sense of fear, but the lingering hope in her heart stopped her from giving up. Sheila's body adjusted, recovering from the fearful action of him hitting the wall.
