The lamp in front of you begins to glow with a golden light. You hold it in your hands and start rubbing it, and as you rub, the lamp begins to shake furiously, and the lid opens with a bang. And then a dense cloud of purple smoke start erupting from the lamp and out from it steps a tall woman with hair, like the night sky and, skin, the color of the morning sun.

She bowed in front of you and said with a smile "Thank you Master, Thank you for freeing me from this prison."