In the hostile Deep docks of the strange Kingdom of Pharloom, one could see many pieces of machinery working for the minery of precious materials.

The brainwashed bugs following orders of the misterious silk, plagued the entire place. The Heat of magma below the plataforms was almost umbearable, each breath felt like a struggle in a place like this, but for some strange reason... Something bizarre could be heard in the distance

"Lah-Dah~, Lah-lah-Dah"

A melody resonated through the chamber as a misterious White claded lady stood over a plataform, unbothered by the lava coursing mere meters from where she stood as she found herself conducting a bunch of shiny butterflies fluttering about.

She suddently stops and let a chuckle, devoided of any warmth

"Oh? How sad. A little vermin has fallen from its cage. So lost, so weak..."

She doesnt even turn around, still waving her sharp long nail with nonchalance. A hint of mockery and disdain in every word she spoke

"Poor little morsel. I can save you little vermin. All the trouble you'd face above. All the suffering. It's so simple."

She finally turns around, those bright eyes of hers narrowed into something predatory and cruel

"Just for you to know... my name is Lace, pleased to meet you."

She gracefully stood in a battle stance, her weapon aimed in a lethal yet taunting pose

"A shame i'll have to say goodbye so soon~"