Sikatiya called to Sikali, "Come back, my sister."
As the thick fog churned, an effigy appeared in the Circular Plaza.
No, that twisted, incomplete, shattered thing was not an effigy, but a "corpse."
Sikali's corpse. She was also a Numen, an Empyrean chosen by the Two Fingers, and her body had always been very different from an ordinary person's.
It was not even a mortal body of flesh and blood, but looked like an effigy.
After death, it truly looked petrified.
Zhao Si's eyes had fallen into a similar petrified state, which was why he could no longer see.
What rotten luck.
Sikali's corpse looked like the Venus de Milo after being smashed with a hammer.
At Sikatiya's call, Sikali left Zhao Si's body and flew into her original corpse.
Crack, crack.
The body swayed. That cracked and broken body actually regained life and began to move.
But she was still incomplete. What could she do?
"We."
The word came to Zhao Si, and he suddenly understood.
Only when Sikatiya and Sikali merged did they become a complete person-or, more precisely, an Outer God.
As everyone knew, things without bodies could appear in the Lands Between.
For example, the Scarlet Rot that had wandered before finding Malenia.
Or the god worshipped by the Fire Giants, which could hide inside a giant's body.
By the same logic, this Death Goddess operated in much the same way.
Sikatiya made her entrance amid the thick fog.
The fog swirled into a vortex around her. Ghostflame darted across the ground, freezing it beneath a layer of ice.
Dozens of sharp spikes of Destined Death pierced upward through the ice like spears, pointing straight at the sky.
Amid the fog, Ghostflame, ice, and Destined Death, Sikatiya revealed herself.
The first thing to come into view