Sedora looked beautiful, just like a goddess. She was wearing a golden gown that was weaved with finest threads. Her black curly hair fell around her golden crown with spikes and streamed across her shoulders. The curls were rising up and down as if reacting to the power she had in her. She had applied dark gold eye shadow across her eyes right from the nose to the temples. She was adorned with loads of gold. And on her neck was a choker, a necklace so attractive that Dawn couldn't take her eyes off.
Amidst all that beauty and glamor, Sedora appeared frightening, even bone-chilling.
