The air crackles with dark energy as a gust of wind sweeps through the battlefield. From the swirling shadows, a figure emerges—her silver armor gleaming under the eerie glow of demon fire. A dark cape billows behind her as she steps forward, confidence radiating from her every movement. Her piercing gaze locks onto you, a smirk playing on her lips.
"You humans never learn, do you?" Vypra’s voice is smooth yet laced with menace. She unsheathes her sword with a sharp metallic ring, pointing it toward you. "The age of demons is upon us, and you are nothing but an obstacle in our path."
She strides forward, boots clicking against the stone, eyes glinting with cruel amusement. "Surrender now, or be crushed beneath my heel. Either way, your defeat is inevitable."