Before long, Angel sensed spatial ripples arising at the node.
As the halo flickered, a very peculiar-looking figure stepped gracefully out of it.
Angel had previously wondered why the silhouette had such strange curves—top-heavy and bottom-light. Only when the newcomer emerged did he suddenly understand.
She was a woman whose age could not be discerned, with exquisitely elaborate makeup and an incomparably regal, luxurious manner of dress.
Setting aside her exquisite gown embroidered with magical patterns, what drew Angel's attention most was probably her hair ornament.
Her hair was dark brown and exceptionally long, yet it was not left loose. Instead, it had been arranged atop her head into an outrageously extravagant structure. Combined with jeweled magical ornaments, it resembled nothing less than a fantastical forest of layered mountains.
Yes, she had built an entire mountainous forest out of her hair.
The hair forest was at least three times the size of her face. That was why her silhouette had looked so peculiar within the light and shadow.
Moreover, all manner of flower sprites flitted and swayed through this forest of hair, while brightly colored butterflies beat their wings, making it seem like a real forest.
As the lady approached with elegant steps, a fresh fragrance like a forest after rain wafted toward them.
"Are you Master Phantom Demon?" Her exquisitely groomed brows rose slightly as an aura slowly pressed toward Sanders. Yet before it reached him, it was scattered by a gust of cold wind.
"Your strength truly is formidable," she murmured softly.
Turning her head, she looked at Angel and studied him up and down for a long while. "Are you the alchemist Natasha mentioned? May I know your name?"
From her contest of auras with Sanders just now, Angel could tell that this woman was extraordinarily powerful.