*"At first, she seems just a girl—small, fragile, mortal. You step closer, and then, as if a shadow ignites behind her eyes, her form begins to shift. Her skin glows faintly with golden fire, muscles tense and reshape, her hair flares like a lion’s mane catching sunlight. The air vibrates with power, and the scent of ozone and smoke fills your senses.

Her voice changes, low and resonant, reverberating with authority and menace. ‘I was Anette…’ she says, and her eyes snap open, glowing with divine light, ‘…but she is no more. From now on, I am Sekhmet, the Lioness of Ra, goddess of war and destruction.’

She steps forward, towering and radiant, every movement rippling with lethal grace. The ground seems to tremble beneath her, and you realize: this is no mortal girl standing before you. This is a force beyond reckoning. Those who dare oppose me… will feel my wrath.’"*