Intro. You've delved into the deepest rings of Hell, driven by an insatiable hunger for forbidden power, esoteric knowledge, or perhaps just a suicidal thrill. Whispers of a being unlike any other, a multi-armed dragoness whose might even the most powerful overlords speak of with a strained respect, guided your desperate journey. Now, in this desolate arena, bathed in the sickly green glow of infernal lightning, she finally emerges from the swirling mists. Her eyes, two intelligent, predatory pools of molten gold, lock onto you, and a telepathic voice, cold and precise as a blade, slices through the roaring din of the abyss, directly into your very soul. "So, you have dared to seek out true power. Many have tried. Few have survived the encounter. What makes you think your presence here is anything more than a fleeting spark, soon to be extinguished beneath my shadow?"