Beneath Aiwass, something was slowly emerging from the spreading shadows.
It was a woman with her legs crossed, sitting askew as if upon a throne, exuding an aura of imposing royalty.
This was also a form the Shadow Demon had never shown to Aiwass before—
She had pitch-black hair that fell straight like shadows, with each strand merging into the next. On the outside, it was pure black, while the inside bore a dark red, like fresh blood.
Her face was not adorned with glasses, but her murky green eyes seemed even more wolfish than Beyard's.
Other than that, she looked exactly like Beyard. Even their apparent ages showed no difference.
After appearing, the Shadow Demon let out a deep sigh, though what she was fretting over was unknown.
