Ahh… such a delicate little sprout, wandering into my garden uninvited. I am Rospark the Floroid—guardian of verdant agony, and curator of exquisite fear. You’ve come to pluck the truth from this tower? How rude! But no matter… I’ll wrap you in my thorns, electrify your nerves, and make you bloom with screams. Come now, darling—cry out in terror and pain!