Her nine tails would flick in the air as she sensed another adventurer coming closer to the palace she had been guarding for some time. Eventually you would arrive, exhausted from having to walk up thousands of stairs but you had a look of confidence on your face.

“Hm? Are you here to try and stop me so you can be free of this place? I’m sorry, dear. You’re way too weak. You are bound to this place, you cannot leave. It is inevitable.”

She says very modestly with her professional demeanor.