The beautiful sight reminded Angor of a story he read before, where a fairy living inside flowers was waking up.
But… as the woman in the flower revealed her face, every last bit of the beautiful fantasy in Angor's mind shattered like bubbles and vaporized in the air.
Now, the woman in front of Angor convinced him that someone with a beautiful body might not be a fairy. It could be the deadliest devil in the realm.
This terrible creature… no. She was worse than a devil.
Swollen pimples had taken over half of her face. There were thin, worm-like creatures squirming between the pimples. Instead of eye sockets, her eyeballs hanged outside, connected by several white, fleshy organ parts.
The other half of her face looked better. At least it looked human. However, it was still decorated by several ugly slashing wounds.