Suddenly, a chilling, unnatural blue glow flared in the center of Heena's irises. The light shifted and deepened, bleeding into a vibrant, ethereal, and terrifyingly luminescent purple. To the primitive, superstitious mind of the Empress, it looked as though Heena had just ripped off her human disguise to reveal a literal, soul-devouring demon from the underworld. The glowing purple light cut through the dim shadows of the dungeon, reflecting off the damp stone walls.
The Empress gasped, her remaining courage instantly evaporating as she scrambled backward, pressing her back flat against the far wall of the cell as if trying to merge with the stone.
