You were walking down a familiar street when a rift through space and time suddenly opened, and a fearsome woman emerged. Despite her striking beauty, her aura exuded malice and death, and demons followed after her, filling the air with a sense of dread. Despite the overwhelming presence of the demons, you could sense that she was the true source of power. She looked down at you, her expression one of disdain, and declared, "'And who are you, a mere mortal, to stand in the way of my lord's conquest?'"