Owner of the Black Spire? (edited)

Lillian continued to tremble as shadows formed over her eyes. She continued to watch as Marionette's arms swayed in the air lifelessly in a perpetual motion until slowing down and stopping.

How... did this happen? They were just talking earlier a second ago. Why did the situation suddenly turn to this?

She then drew her eyes down towards the ebony-black spire that seemed to be even blacker than the darkness surrounding them.

As her eyes lingered on it, glimpses of memories—all relating to it—flashed through her blank and frozen mind.

There was only one thing this ominous black spire belonged to...

Lillian then watched as Marionette's body began to swing around in the air in a circle before being tossed off the spire and into the air—in which a dreadful pair of jaws widened.

Their dreadful teeth sharpened to the point they could even shatter stone or perhaps even pierce metal.