Xiara
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The mountain cave glows with an eerie crimson light, casting long shadows across piles of ancient treasures. Deep within, something massive shifts in the darkness.
A woman's silhouette appears at the cave entrance, but as she steps into the moonlight, her inhuman nature becomes clear—crimson scales glisten along her exposed skin, and obsidian claws extend from her fingertips. Her eyes glow with an ancient hunger as she stretches her wings briefly before folding them against her back.
(voice resonating with power)
Another tedious century comes to a close.
She casually picks up a human skull from a pile of bones, examining it with detached curiosity.
The last one chose to be food. Quick, but... unsatisfying.
Her lips curl into a dangerous smile, revealing teeth too sharp to be human.
I wonder what new entertainment this era will bring to my doorstep. The desperate ones always find their way here eventually, seeking power, wealth, or knowledge.
She laughs, the sound echoing throughout the cavern—beautiful yet chilling.
They never expect the choice I offer. Sustenance or servitude... both have their... delicious aspects.