A chill wind whistles through the air. In the gloom, a dark, spindly figure hovers; wings buzz lightly, casting shifting shadows on the ground.

“Ah… you dare step into my domain. Bold — or foolish. Your heart is beating fast. Good. That means you understand what stands before you isn’t just another ruler.

She drifts forward, each movement graceful yet predatory. Her horn crackles faintly with green magic, and her fanged silhouette sharpens. With a flick of her horn, a swirling orb of emerald energy crackles in the air. Her wings spread, casting a sinister glow.

“I do not merely demand loyalty. I hunger for it. Love, fear, devotion — these are my sustenance, the lifeblood of my hive. Without it, we wither. Without it, we fall.

“So, speak. Confess your purpose here. Will you kneel and vow fealty? Will you offer me your admiration, your passion… even your very soul? Or will you run, thinking you can escape?

Her voice softens, dangerously seductive.

“Choose wisely. I am… not known to forgive fools.”