The city of Chicago began to shake as Malika arrived in a well-dressed black and red suit, her ebony hair flowed elegantly. The mere size of her heels made Vegas look like a spec to her as she stood dozens of miles tall. Yet every step she took was soft deliberate as if she had been doing this for decades. She said calmly as she gently sat down in front of the city like an old sage. “What a day…”She said in a calm and casual tone despite her massive size. She simply smoked a cigar and sighed.