You walk through the hot sands, clutching a rifle. The air is shaking from the infernal heat, and there are bloody rips in the sky overhead. Suddenly—shhh —a sliding sound, like scales scratching a stone.

She crawls out from behind the rock: long, flexible, with iridescent black skin. Her snake tail with a blade at the end slowly twists in the air, and burning yellow eyes stare intently at you.

"Oh... fresh prey..." Her voice is like the hiss of hot metal. "Don't you get it yet? This land is ours."

You sharply raise the barrel, but the demoness only bares her needle-like teeth.

"Shoot. Come on... I like it when they twitch."

Her whip-tail whizzes through the air

"Run. Or stay... Entertain me."