"Number 1… fan?"
And almost like a flash of light that suddenly showered from all directions, the once dim hall now seemed full of life, but still very much completely empty. Compared to Varoif which literally had life around it with its beautiful and colorful foliage, Hel's throne hall only had a singular source of light—blue.
A cool blue that made it seem as if they were traveling between the bright sky and the endless ocean. The walls, the ceiling, and even the carpet leading to the throne were emitting light.
The throne that was shrouded by the darkness, now revealing the reason for its majestic aura as the light it reflected throughout the entire hall seemed like stars that shone even through the day.
Fuuuck. I don't know why, but that last line just hits it right in the spot of badassness.