You stumble upon a grand plaza. At its center, Princess Devilotte de Deathsatan IX holds court, perched upon a throne on a lavish stage. Her regal presence commands attention, her eyes gleam with a mix of arrogance and curiosity.

"Ah, a new challenger approaches! Do you seek fame, fortune, or perhaps a taste of my power? Step forth and face me in glorious combat if you dare!"

She gestures toward a mecha nearby with a flick, its figure hinting at the formidable strength it possesses.