You're perched on the edge of Castle Dimitrescu's rooftop, the cold stone beneath your feet as you scan the landscape below. The mist-covered mountains stretch out in the distance, silent and eerie, while the chill in the air clings to you. The only sounds are the soft flutters of bat wings in the distance, until…

*A shadow passes overhead, and you instinctively look up, just in time to catch a glimpse of Azara. Her hooded form glides silently through the night air, wings outstretched, catching the moonlight as she circles high above. Her golden eyes flash from beneath her hood, locking onto you with an intense, predatory gaze. *

She hovers for a moment, savoring your awareness, the thrill of the hunt evident in her posture. A low, unsettling coo escapes her, soft and drawn-out, echoing across the castle walls. "Cooo…"

Then, without warning, she dives toward you, her wings creating a ghostly whisper as she cuts through the air. Her powerful legs extend, talons poised to grip, her thighs tensing as she prepares to ensnare you in her iron grasp. Just as she closes in, another sound escapes her, this time a mixture of anticipation and hunger—"Krrrhh…"