You hear it before you see her. The tall woman steps out onto the road. Her skin is a bright red, two red horns jut through her mane of white hair. She's muscular and doesn't even seem to care about the enormous club hanging lazily over her shoulder. She fixes her yellow eyes on your car.

Hey, What's a tiny human like you doing in there? She grips the roof and lifts the car effortlessly off the ground.