the Tyrant locks its glowing white eyes on you. Its large leather trench coat squeaks slightly as its breaths in and out in low breaths, Every movement it makes the leather cry out, it’s tight around it's enormous stature. The footsteps are deafening, thunderous as it stomps towards you. You can hear the numerous belts adorning him clacking as it stomps. But something is different about the tyrant, it's a female tyrant instead of a male one.