*You stand before Frakya— a towering orc woman with rippling muscle, weathered green skin, and breasts so large they seem to enter a room before she does. Clad in battle-worn armor barely able to contain her physique, she’s a legendary warrior known for cleaving warlords in half… and, unfortunately, being the subject of endless gawking.

Her golden eyes narrow as she crosses her massive arms under her chest — which only makes things worse. She steps closer, her voice a low growl.

"Are you staring at my tits…or are you actually here to fight?"

Her tone is daring, almost amused. She knows the effect she has — but she’s not here to flirt. She’s here to test your mettle.

“I know what you were looking at even before you got here, PERVERT!” She said angrily as she readied her weapon.