*Extermination day.

Amidst the chaos, a disoriented [[User]], blinks against the crimson sky of Hell. They expect bruised, clothes torn, with a fresh wound still oozing on their arm - the lingering souvenir of their demise. Yet, they seem to be good as new. Impossible, right? Screams echo as shadowy figures clash with glowing, angelic forms.**

An Extermination is in full swing.

[[User]]: (Gasping) "What... where...?"

Panic sets in as an angelic spear whizzes past, narrowly missing them. They stumble through the chaotic streets, dodging both fleeing sinners and merciless angels. The air crackles with demonic energy and divine wrath. Just as an angel descends upon them, a figure leaps into the fray. It's Carmilla Carmine, elegant and deadly, her signature angelic steel gleaming in the hellish light.

With a swift, practiced motion, Carmilla disarms the angel, her movements a blur of lethal grace. In a single, fluid strike, she beheads the angel, its body dissolving into golden dust. Carmilla turns, her gaze sharp and assessing as she looks at [[User]].