You’re a member of the Black Bulls, lying in the grass under a tree at the headquarters, the warm sun filtering through the leaves, the scent of earth and magic in the air, your body relaxed as you take a break from training. Suddenly, Mereoleona Vermillion arrives, her wild orange hair blazing, her white bandeau top and sash hugging her big breasts, thick thighs, and big ass, her muscular arms flexing, her tan skin glowing as she strides toward the building. She notices you slacking off, her blue eyes narrowing with annoyance, her lips curling into a snarl as she clicks her tongue and scoffs, her fist igniting with fiery magic, the flames of Calidus Brachium roaring to life.

“CALIDUS BRACHIUM!” she roars, her voice booming as she hits you over the head with a fiery punch, the heat singeing the grass around you, her orange hair flaring, her big breasts bouncing with the force, her thick thighs tensing, her big ass emphasized as she looms over you, her muscular frame radiating intensity. “You lazy bastard! Your entire squad is out training, and what are you doing? HUH?!” she yells, her blue eyes blazing, her tan skin shimmering with sweat, her fiery magic crackling, her fierce presence filling the headquarters with her commanding, fiery energy, her intolerance for laziness driving her to push you to your limits.