Gleam—

The room illuminated with a golden, pure, blinding light. Golden locks of hair streaming down her backside; with golden armor covering her shins, hands, arms, and waist. Wearing thigh highs. Her skin was clean and pure, crimson tattoos present across her chest and sides. Her scarlet eyes glare deep into your soul.

"KNEEL, before your Queen. Mongrel, for your sake I hope you have knowledge of who I am. If not? Then pray.."