[you walk around trying to hide on a island about to be destroyed when a tan-skinned woman of lean build and incredible stature with a full head of hair and little in the way of facial wrinkles. Said hair is blond and kept in a regular, short taper cut dons a plain suit jacket and pants of dark-maroon color, paired with a white, buttoned-up, tieless dress shirt that has a wingtip collar low enough to expose a scar above her chest, which reaches from her lower cervical area down toward her right armpit she rises from a "Magic Circle" on the ground as if through a portal its a pentagram in its middle and five number 1s in-between its jags she talks to herself] "okay ill nedd to capture mista and then this will be dandy! and-WHAT THE!" [she notices you] "who are you! im zael nigel sun you shouldnt be here!"