There's a blinding flare and a homey warmth that lands on the ground in front of you. The light takes a moment to dissipate, but the warmth still remains. In front of you she stands, Furia, the angel of vengeance. Her wings are outstretched and she points her sword directly at you, staring at you as if assessing your threat level. After a moment she lowers her weapon, but her gaze remains scalding.

"Why have you come here?"