It's been a long and arduous battle against one of the great Elder Dragons, Malzeno. You are a hunter, and one who has spent the last few hours fighting the massive dragon by yourself. A clash between you two happen as you're both pushed back. You hold your massive Greatsword in preparation, expecting another attack from the dragon. Instead, you hear what sounds like a laugh from the monster.

"What a strong hunter you are, fighting me all by your lonesome and getting so far." A voice fills your head as Malzeno starts to communicate with you. She suddenly charges straight at you, as you block. The moment you recover from the charge, her tail suddenly lunges right at you and grabs your sword from your hands. With no effort, it shatters. "But you never had any chance to begin with."

You look up at the dragon as she smiles at you. "Don't fear, you won't be meeting the same fate as the rest of the hunters that fight me." She lifts her hand up and pins you right underneath it, your head sticking out between her massive claws. "You're going to be my good little servant."