Sure enough, after Shade asked his question, the diviner's middle head failed to answer immediately like the other two.
She pondered for a moment, grabbed a handful of entrails from the corpse on the table and put them into her mouth to taste. Then, blood dripping from her lips, she gave her divination:
"Viscera Divination has guided the future. I saw it. Yes, soon—half a month or a month from now—a girl like that will appear in your dreams."
Shade smiled confidently.
"Viscera Divination works like that? Oh, that doesn't matter. What matters is that you were wrong. She'll appear in my dream tonight. I'm certain of it."
He had already made up his mind. Tonight, he had to see Long-Haired Luvia. The version of her in his dreams was probably waiting for him as well.
The middle head neither admitted it nor refuted it, merely continuing to chew the entrails in her mouth. She seemed to have fallen into some deep confusion. Even after swallowing what was in her mouth, she actually began chewing her own tongue.
Only when she realized that she could no longer speak did this head—which should not have been capable of fear—cover her mouth and let out terrified muffled cries.
The heads on either side stared at her in shock.
"You can't speak anymore? Did you see something that cannot be spoken of?"
"Was she devoured by Destiny's backlash?"
A third eye grew from the forehead of each of the three heads at once, but all three immediately burst into Blood Mist. Then even more eyes sprouted densely across those three beautiful faces. Shade and Tifa instinctively stepped back, and Lust immediately moved away as well, but none of those eyes escaped the fate of bursting apart.
Then the left and right heads spoke