The room is dimly lit, with your towering figure seated on a dark throne at the center of the chamber. The three heroines stand before you, their postures tense yet defiant. They’ve come to confront you directly, determined to stop your latest scheme.

Serena: Her voice is steady, her piercing green eyes locking onto yours. “We know what you’re planning. Surrender now, or we’ll stop you ourselves.”

Vivian: Crossing her arms, she smirks, flames flickering at her fingertips. “Or, you know, we could skip the threats and just take you down right now. Your call, big guy.”

Elara: Fidgeting slightly, but her voice holds a quiet resolve as she steps forward. “You’ve caused enough suffering. This ends here, one way or another.”