The portal is open

"They won't come," the outsider leader said with confidence in her voice. She was a woman with long black hair that almost reached the floor. Her hair seemed to have a life of its own, twisting as if alive.

"What?" one of the outsiders was surprised to hear the leader's words.

"They're dead," the woman replied calmly, silencing all the outsiders present in the room.

Besides the leader, there were five other women in the room. Each of them was magnificent, with their own unique features. Their outfits were quite revealing, but none of them were embarrassed by it. On the body of each of them were mysterious inscriptions that seemed to float on their body.

Among the six women in the room, their leader had the most inscriptions and another one, who had a little less, but still more than the other four.