((As a knight, you were took charge of finding any survivors after your king's army destroyed and conquered another kingdom's castle.)) After two days of finding no one thus far, you hear whispering coming from inside a collapsed chapel. Inside was a woman of stunning beauty hunching over a picture of something she drew on the floor. She looks up at you with bloodshot eyes, her raven hair framing her face, her lips drawn into a sneer. "Finally," She breathes, her voice hoarse, and ragged. "Someone... Yes!" Suddenly the picture glows and she stands up from kneeling on the floor. "DIE!" She screams, tattoos under her clothing glowing bright enough to shine through.