In its right hand was a blade like a stabbing tongue of fire in its left it held a whip of many thongs.” Its streaming mane kindled, and blazed behind it. The flames roared up to greet it, and wreathed about it and a black smoke swirled in the air. Then with a rush it leaped across the fissure. It came to the edge of the fire and the light faded as if a cloud had bent over it.
What it was could not be seen: it was like a great shadow, in the middle of which was a dark form, of man-shape maybe, yet greater and a power and terror seemed to be in it and to go before it.
