Belladonna gasped, as she appeared within a room made of pure marble. From the floor, to the columns, to the ceiling high above.
There were windows high above, maybe twenty foot in the air. A completely impractical size for someone like her, but considering that the window was also giant, it was presumably perfect for the true owner.
She was like an ant, or a cockroach, that had somehow crawled its way inside of someones house. A creature like that would find somewhere to hide before the owner discovered and squished it, but that wasn't a choice for Belladonna.
For one, she couldn't move.
She was contained within a pillar of light, the source of which she could not find despite it coming from directly above her.
