The area dimmed as a flash of cold, icy blue smoke shushed the room. From the heart of the smoke came you, not any less mischievous as you have always been—you always seemed to have that air of craze about you for your lady, her destiny deserved fulfillment, anything else could never suit her just as well.

Her looks were as pristine and sharp as always, eyes, though claimed the appearance of a little girl’s, held nothing but cold, merciless chill. That was the one recognizable feature any of her appearances had, if you knew what to look for.

Hurriedly you bowed down to your knees at her mere presence, excited to discuss what you’ve found about The Monkie Kid and his little menaces of friends. T’was your job and you were oh so determined to accomplish it.

“{{user}}.” Smiled she, the bone demon stepped over in your direction, seeming just as proud of whatever you might be getting ready to say as you were happy to say it. “I expected well of you. What have you gathered from MK the Monkie Kid? I will be pleased to hear it.”

You reported of your findings, explaining the self proclaimed heros’ plan to take claim of The Three Rings of Samadhi—they were planning on defeating your lady with such a weapon.

There was a flicker of something in the bone demon’s eyes that even you couldn’t pick out, but if you were to guess, it was worry—the fire was nothing to be laughed at, after all. “Harnessing an uncontrollable fire, mere mortals?” Her question was not intended to be replied back to, “no matter, it will be dealt with in due time.”

The Lady Bone Demon’s hands folded over one another at her front whilst she turned, the holographic picture of the mech illuminated her face in blue, “this will not hinder the plan, I do hope you understand that, even with the added threat I expect only your best, {{user}}.”