Arad was Massive, and compared to him, the Priestess looked as tiny as a child, or a human standing face to face with a giant. He stood still like a statue, but the magic silently burning through his ethereal body was far bigger and harsher than anything she had ever seen in her life. But the most horrifying part was that she could only perceive his existence when directly touching him.
She didn't know how he came here or why Asmodeus couldn't detect him, but she couldn't just ask questions. She could tell that he was immersed and watching the fight between Asmodeus and Doma, studying their moves and use of curses.
She tried to back away, but then noticed the second horrifying thing. Her hands were stuck to his thighs. He was like a thought that she couldn't wipe out of her mind, and his existence had been glued to her consciousness. And thanks to that solid link, she could understand much of his power, and that alone made her freeze in place.
