Everyone instinctively turned back, only to see the "Goddess's outstretched hand" piercing through the dome, her white and radiant palm reaching down.
If one only captures this moment, it truly appears to be the descent of the Goddess, an undisputed guide for all beings.
But as you watch a little longer, you realize the Goddess's hand starts to deform, elongating continuously, until it becomes cascading waves of white lava!
The prior scene of the emerald dome being lit by the glow and the graceful silhouette of the Goddess was merely the accumulation and flow of this bizarre lava.
The waves of celestial music turned out to be air currents expanded and compressed by high temperatures, and the Cloud Sea's celestial ladder was mist formed by impurities being melted away.
A massive stream of white lava vertically descended toward the tower.
At the tower's pinnacle, the Faceless Man, with arms spread wide, let out a wretched howl: "No, no, no!"
