The latter half of the monster was even more twisted, its normal skull had disappeared, and the swollen, pale-purple brain tissue was directly exposed to the air, looking like an overinflated balloon, somewhat akin to the abdomen of a queen ant. Where its neck should have been was a large mass of intertwined intestines of varying thickness, and four taut metal chains extended from its chin and the roots of its ears, anchoring the beast to the ground like ship anchors.
"What in the world is thi…"
Alamir's cry caught in his throat as a flood-like psychic assault overwhelmed his mind. The monster's form was so twisted that merely seeing it imposed a tremendous strain on the sanity of any mortal.
The hall already contained many blazing torches. The monster must have retracted its Eye of Sarezdon, which could absorb light, allowing its blasphemous shape to fully present itself before the unsuspecting crowd.
