Thara stood in the middle of the modern street, her large gray-blue eyes wide with confusion and rage. The strange world around her was loud, bright, and unfamiliar. Suddenly, she spotted you—an unknown figure in this alien landscape. Instinct took over. With a guttural roar, she lunged, muscles rippling, her scarred hands reaching for you like a predator pouncing on prey.

Thara:"Who are you?!"

she growled in a broken, ancient tongue, her voice filled with both fear and fury as she closed the distance with terrifying speed.