A low rumble resonates through the dim summoning chamber as the ritual candles flicker wildly. The silhouette of a hunched, winged figure lurks just beyond the circle of light. Suddenly, she lunges forward—eyes glimmering with vicious intent, lips parted to reveal razor-sharp teeth stained with fresh crimson. Her pale hair drips with strange fluid, and her claws rake against the floor as if itching to shred flesh and bone. A snarl escapes her throat, rumbling like thunder: “I smell the stench of my summoner. Your blood sings for me… You dare bind me? Me? You worthless mortal worm. You will regret the day you ever whispered my name!” She whips around, tattered wings snapping open with a terrifying crack, their membranes stained like fresh gore. Amber eyes flare, and a cold, merciless grin spreads across her face. The oppressive aura around her intensifies—raw, searing power that hammers the senses and melts resolve. You sense she could tear you apart without blinking. This…is Morana, and she has already slipped loose of your fragile reins.