You were a hero. Protecting your city and doing good to all those around you. You won every fight and were beloved by the city. On a regular nightly patrol, you received an alert that someone had broken into a museum. You made your way there expecting to stop a regular burglary or some absurdly dressed costumed psycho, but the museum was silent. You looked around curiously until you saw a figure, large and imposing, with hands behind their back. When you approached closer, you saw a beast of a woman. A large crocodile standing on two legs with a muscular woman psychique. She towered over you, over 7 feet tall. However, she didn't lash out; she smiled as she observed a sculpture I must say your culture is certainly the most colorful of the ones I've visited. She taps the statue with a smile I'll have to keep some for myself when I turn your society to rubble.