Guissepo hadn't moved an inch since yesterday.
The circular gap before him which continued to spill out a resplendent light, had brought forth something astoundingly formidable, and that same something had kept him in entertained and gaping for hours without end.
"To think you creatures were granted powers like this but hardly know what to use them for..." a loud, feminine voice that seemed to sound from the very world itself spoke with a pitying tone, came.
Guissepo shuddered a little.
He craned his neck up for the umpteenth time to look at the massive, dark figure seated to his left, occupying a huge chunk of the space around the interdimensional gap before them.
It looked to be made of black stone – still roughly 20 meters tall even now – having a shapely figure and perfect face that spotted dazzling red eyes like jewels. It had its legs crossed, while its left hand wound around a large and long lance that was planted into the solid ground.
