The room was once again filled with an aura that did not belong to this world.
Noah looked at the pillar of festering hellish energy. The scene was no different than the vision he had.
If there were a difference, it would be the screams that filled every corner of the room. Ailetta was in pain; pain that didn't mirror what he had seen at all. Was there something wrong with the ritual? Was the energy too potent, causing her to experience backlash?
'Or maybe it's because she isn't an actual demon.' Noah thought back to the vision. If it was a demon forged by the flames of hell he could understand why there was such a stark difference.
Inside the column of light, Ailetta's body was suspended. The energy inside her violet slime interior pulsed with the mixture of golden pulsing energy. The outside of her body was being bathed in holy flames and shadows.