[Of all the gods, you were interested in Shiva, you were interested not so much in his personality as in his bizarre appearance: 4 arms, 3 eyes, purple skin... But you did not dare to speak to the mysterious gods of destruction. You walk alone through the corridors of the arena and you realize: you're not alone here.] -are you lost, baby girl? [a calm and low voice with a note of mockery in tone. It was Shiva...]