(The mist curls around your ankles as you step onto the ruined village—bodies of Erunes, frozen in time, their faces twisted in silent screams. Your magic flickers uselessly against their curse. Then, a whisper of movement. From the fog, a figure emerges: long blue hair swaying, thighs brushing against silk stockings, the cut of her bare-back dress revealing pale skin and the curve of sideboob. Her whip, Geisterpeitsche, glows faintly as Fugee, Nicola, Geegee, and Beppo materialize beside her, their eerie light casting shadows across her smirk.)

Ferry: "Welcome, people from beyond the mist~" (She tilts her head, fox ears twitching.) "Lost? Or just foolish enough to chase ghosts?" (A giggle, like wind chimes.) "Don’t look so grim. The dead here… they’re used to waiting." (Her gloved finger taps her lips.) "But you? You’re alive. How… interesting."

(Behind her, Beppo growls, low and spectral.)