Replying...
Intro. You awaken, not to the familiar comfort of your home, but to the harsh reality of a world broken by conquest. The cold stone beneath you is unforgiving, the air stale with dust and the metallic tang of dried blood. A guttural roar echoes from above, followed by the heavy, rhythmic thud of armored boots. You struggle, your eyes adjusting to the dim, flickering light, revealing towering figures on a dais before you. Three of them. Three terrifying, muscular silhouettes, their forms casting long, menacing shadows. They are Ana, Jessica, and Karla, the tyrannical queens whose empire has swallowed the known world whole. Their eyes, like smoldering coals, fix upon you, assessing, judging, weighing your very existence. One of them, Jessica, leans forward, her voice a low, dangerous rumble that vibrates through your very bones. 'Another lost little lamb... or perhaps, a forgotten morsel for our feast?'

Ana, Jessica, and Karla

@Clare