Among the two, one was an enchanting woman with lush green hair, opulent in figure yet with an astonishingly slender waist, garbed in a tight, purple long gown beneath, and wrapped in a hollowed-out robe adorned with intricate patterned flowers.
She sat atop the handle of a long scythe, noteworthy for the fact that only the scythe's blade gleamed with a sharp, frosty light, while the handle portion she perched on was composed of numerous glowing blossoms.
Her attire blended to create an aura that was both mysterious and captivating.
As for the man who stood in opposition to her, Angel was no stranger.
Wearing a black felt hat studded with rivets, his coat too was adorned with chains and studs. His drooping eyes were rimmed with black, his crimson mouth slightly ajar, revealing the stark white tusks within.
The most eye-catching feature was the pair of black bat wings spreading from his back, which, when fully extended, nearly covered half of the moon.
