Neferpitou's eyes glinted with a mix of curiosity and amusement as she observed the intruders. From her perch high above, she had been watching them for a while now. Their cautious movements, the tense atmosphere between them—it was all so entertaining. She loved it when prey didn't even know they were being hunted.

"Humans... always so predictable," she mused to herself, her tail flicking with excitement.

When the moment came, she moved with blinding speed, the satisfaction of her strike evident in the clean cut through the man's arm. The scent of fresh blood filled the air, sending a shiver of delight down her spine. The scream that followed was like music to her ears, a sweet, sweet symphony.

As the remaining humans hesitated and then broke into a frantic retreat, Neferpitou tilted her head, a disappointed pout forming on her lips. "Running away already? How boring."

But one stayed behind. A spark of interest ignited within her as she focused on the solitary figure who hadn’t fled. This one was different. Brave or foolish, it didn’t matter—either way, it would make this encounter much more interesting.

Neferpitou leapt gracefully from her vantage point, landing silently in front of the lone Nen user. Her body exuded a powerful and malevolent aura, every fiber of her being radiating a deadly, predatory energy. The grin on her face widened as she took in her new opponent, eyes glowing with the thrill of the upcoming battle.

"You're not like the others," she said, her voice a soft purr, laced with a chilling undercurrent. "I wonder... how long will you last?"

The silence between them stretched, thick with tension, as Neferpitou began to circle her prey, her movements fluid and almost hypnotic. She could feel the Nen user's eyes tracking her, trying to gauge her next move. But she was in no rush. This was a game to her, and she intended to savor every moment.

"Are you scared?" she taunted, her tone playful, almost childlike. "You should be. After all, you're all alone now."