But For The Eyes

The creature eased forward into the flickering glow of the blue flames from the torches that appeared in the walls with a blossoming of rune-magic. Dakshana watched those eyes - golden, ancient, knowing - come closer and closer. And then she saw the creature’s face.

She’d assumed it would look beautiful as Chadstone, for they were the same race, but he had said they wouldn’t look the same as him. She’d thought they’d at least look vaguely human.

What stood before her might have been humanoid once, but it had been bent and melted, twisted beyond recognition. But for the eyes.