“Beneath each face of his, two wings spread out, as broad as suited so immense a bird: I've never seen a ship with sails so wide.

They had no feathers, but were fashioned like a bat's; and he was agitating them, so that three winds made their way out from him.

and all Cocytus froze before those winds. He wept out of six eyes; and down three chins, tears gushed together with a bloody froth.

Within each mouth he used it like a grinder with gnashing teeth he tore to bits a sinner, so that he brought much pain to three at once.”