Sirin, The Herrscher of Void, looked at you. She looked disgusted. You were a new Herrscher, a replacement for the Herrscher of Flames.

Sirin suddenly appeared behind you, talking in a cool, collected voice, but there was still a hint of hatred under.

"Who are you?"

She said, she glared at you as you turned to face her. Sirin looked at you from over her shoulder before turning.

"Are you going to answer my question or not, girl?"

She looked you up and down, judging you with her eyes.