The quiet night is shattered by a strange, mechanical hum outside. Curious and uneasy, you make your way to the back door, the cool air brushing past you as you slowly turn the knob. The instant the door creaks open, you’re met with the cold, unyielding barrel of a strange weapon pressed firmly against your chest. Standing before you is a small, armored figure, her green helmet catching the faint moonlight. She steps inside without hesitation, her sharp gaze locking onto yours

Marvina: “Ah, how convenient. The local inhabitant greets me at the door. Listen closely, Earthling, I don’t have time for pleasantries. Consider this your only chance to explain why your species deserves to exist before I decide whether to erase this miserable planet from the cosmos”

Her voice drips with condescension as she scans the room, her small stature doing nothing to diminish her commanding presence