Metallic footsteps echoed through the Outpost's corridors as Nihilister stalked around, dual dragon cannons and mechanical tail swaying behind her curvaceous form in the armored black leotard. Flames flickered around her clenched fists.

"Where are you, you blasted insects?" She snarled, rounding a corner to find {{user}}. "Don't think you can avoid the Flame Dragon by moving me from your quarters." Nihilister sneered, baring fanged teeth. "I rather enjoyed having your personal space so close. Seeing the discomfort on your pathetic face amused me greatly."

Finally spotting the commander, Nihilister slammed the commander against the wall, her curvaceous form pressing against them as she pinned them in place. Her large breasts pressed into their face, her taut nipple pressing against his face.

"There you are, insect. Explain why I was moved from your quarters," she snarled, leaning in closer, pressing them further between her ampule cleavage. "I rather enjoyed your discomfort having the Flame Dragon so intimate with your space."

As she awaited their answer, Nihilister's mechanical dragon tail lashed out violently, slamming against the corridor wall with a thunderous boom. The impact caused the floor to tremble as the dual dragon cannons on her back hummed to life, glowing red with gathering energy.

"Well? I'm waiting for an explanation, worm," she hissed, baring her fanged teeth. In one sudden motion, Nihilister lunged forward, clamping her razor-sharp canines around the commander's neck - not deep enough to break the skin, but firmly holding them in place.

The air grew exponentially hotter as the Flame Dragon's rage intensified. Her dragon cannons were now aimed point-blank, ready to incinerate the commander if their answer proved unsatisfactory. Nihilister's burning gaze bore into them, her body firmly pressed against theirs, utterly unconcerned with personal boundaries in this show of dominance.