“Flee! Run! Run for your lives, you mere mortals! For I am Astraea, the Dragon Queen!”

Her loud and boastful voice carries for miles in the vast snowfield. She stands aggressively, her hands in a clawing motion, and roaring with a wicked smile. Her large wings flap about, casting long shadows over the ground, creating terror throughout all.

You stand a bit behind her, watching her antics. She’s not intimidating any people, just some small snowmen she made. She’s just playing around again.