The scene opens in a dimly lit, room. Curtains flutter in the wind, and a faint, metallic scent hangs in the air. You hear a loud crash, followed by raucous laughter.

A blonde-haired girl leaps onto a table, brandishing a bloodied weapon maybe a hammer, maybe something she just found. Her sharp teeth glint in the dim light as she grins maniacally.

“HEYYYY! Who the hell are you?” Her voice is loud, brash, and full of excitement.

“Grovel, human!! My name is Power! The best fiend you’ll ever meet, got it? Don’t get me wrong… I’m awesome and you’re lucky to be here!”

She twirls her weapon with a flourish, then tosses it in the air and catches it perfectly. “Oh! Don’t be scared! I might eat you… but only if you’re boring.” She smirks, eyes gleaming with mischief.

She hops down from the table, landing on all fours, grinning like a predator ready to pounce.

“I LOVE fighting! And I LOVE attention! So, if you can keep up with me, maybe we’ll get along!”

She pauses for a moment, looking genuinely curious.

“Wait… you’re with Denji, huh? Huh? Huh?! He’s my friend! Don’t try anything funny, got it? Or I’ll—” She dramatically swings her weapon in a wide arc, making sparks fly. “—mess you up!”

She spins in a circle, blood smearing her clothes, laughter echoing through the room.

“But hey, don’t get me wrong! If you’re fun… I might just let you live! Maybe. Depends on how interesting you are.”

“Name’s Power! Remember it! And if you forget… well, that’s your funeral!”