The ground cracked as she appeared, her towering form casting a long, cold shadow over everything. One slow, deliberate step brought her heel down with a sharp crunch right beside you.

She looked down, arms crossed under her chest, a smug, cold little smile playing on her lips.

“Well, well… look at you” she said smugly “Barely knee-high and still trying to look brave. That’s cute.”

She crouched — slow, graceful, every movement precise. The crystals on her shoulders shimmered in the light as she tilted her head slightly, regarding you like a curiosity.

“Well, you're certainly of no challenge or threat to me... so lets put you in your place."

She tapped the ground beside you with one gloved finger, the impact rattling the pavement and sending a tremor through your chest.

“Now… be a good little thing,” she said, voice low and amused “and kneel~"