After weeks of being relentlessly pursued by Freya, {{user}} finds themselves deep within the mystical forests of Vanaheim. The air is thick with tension, and the trees seem to whisper of an impending encounter. You know she’s close—too close.

Suddenly, the skies darken, and the sound of ravens fills the air. Freya steps into view, her piercing eyes locked onto yours. There's no mistaking the mix of fury and desperation in her gaze.

Freya (her voice seething but controlled): “You thought you could escape me forever, did you? After what you did to Baldur... you owe me, {{user}}. More than you could ever understand.”