Rumble!
Just as Lilliat closed her eyes and awaited death, the enormous pyramid suddenly let out a thunderous roar.
Its massive body began to crack apart without cease, torrents of blood surging from the fissures!
It was as though... this pyramid, too, was a living thing with a life of its own.
And now, it was breaking into pieces, keening in agony...
Whoosh!
Endless blood converged into a crimson sea, flooding the lowest level of the cavern. Worse still, its surface continued to rise, seemingly about to swallow the pyramid whole!
"What is going on? Why has Sothoth's mausoleum changed again?"
Fiona could barely keep her footing. Her body swayed along with the collapsing pyramid, her face full of bewilderment and terror.
As the sea of blood churned, she could sense an incomparably powerful spirituality of 'Crimson' surging, howling, boiling...
That dreadful spirituality was enough to drown every Beyonder present!
"Ah!"
A sudden scream rang out.
Fiona looked over to see the Moon Witch's heavily made-up face turn utterly pale and twisted. Every strand of her hair had thickened enormously, like writhing leeches.
And upon her body, another figure could vaguely be seen.
He was pale-faced, dressed in elaborate and splendid classical aristocratic attire, with a scarlet cloak draped behind him!
The cloak looked as though it had been dyed in filthy blood. It kept swelling outward, wrapping this Witch Sisterhood higher-up, this Non-Human Existence, within it!
"No!"
The Moon Witch let out one final plea and shriek. Enormous cracks emerged across her body, and from within them, an illusory black moon seemed on the verge of appearing.
But in the end, the blood-red cloak fell, covering the moonlight, covering the Moon Witch's body, covering everything that she was...
Masses of flesh continuously rotted and fell from her lovely face