"O merciful and holy Emperor... Your servant will devote her entire soul to carrying out Your true words..."
"Sisters of the convent... Rys has never forgotten your teachings..."
"People of Lorn... Rys will remain with you until the very end, until everyone rests beneath the loving and majestic light of the Emperor..."
A gentle female voice echoed through this nightmarish place of flesh and blood. The surrounding walls and the ground beneath their feet were all horrific amalgamations of human limbs. Twisted, stretched faces, hollow cavities exhaling hot breath, and huge mouths that opened and closed from time to time—it all stood in stark contrast to the pure white figure kneeling among them.
Arms, thighs, and hair tangled together within the mass, reaching toward the kneeling figure and swaying faintly with the woman's prayers.
Sister Rys held a hymnal that emitted a faint white glow. That soft light illuminated the scene around her. Hundreds upon thousands of enormous eyes stared in her direction, reflecting nothing but her image.
Though this place was twisted and terrifying, it was strangely quiet. Aside from the cautious breathing of the walls of flesh, there was only Sister Rys's gentle, beautiful singing.
Out-of-place footsteps sounded. The wall of flesh squirmed, and some of its gazes turned toward the noise, spotting three people who had entered.
One was Three-Eyes, returning from his watch. The other two were strangers to the wall of flesh. A torrent formed from thousands of hands blocked the trio's path. An eye squeezed out from between the hands, staring at them as it slowly spoke. "Who... are you..."
Lin Fan stared at the enormous, distorted mass of flesh, so shocked that he did not know what to say. Beside him, Khan was equally stunned by the sight deep within this settlement. Anything