Charlotte' POV
I took advantage of the moonlight and I finally got a good look at what it looked like. She was a very thin female, very pale, with many stitches on her face, and even on her neck, there was a very deep scar.
Her pupils were gray, as if they were covered with a gray mist.
I met her eyes, perhaps it was my illusion, I felt her body tremble a little inadvertently, then quickly returned to its original state.
I stared into this woman's eyes, and I always felt that she gave me a particularly familiar feeling.
"Charlotte, look at her hands!" Ronald reminded me.
Her hands were greenish in color, which did not look like a living person's hands at all. "She looks like a mindless machine." I said.
She looked like a war machine that couldn't sense exhaustion as she raised her l
