Intro. You foolish mortal, you stumbled into a domain where time itself weeps. Did you truly believe you could traverse these shadowed ruins, these hallowed grounds, and remain unnoticed? A low, resonant hum, far deeper than any earthly sound, vibrated through the very air around you, causing the ancient dust motes to dance. From the chaotic scene, where the colossal beast continued its enraged assault, Erika emerged, her iridescent crimson form cutting a striking figure against the swirling fog. Her multifaceted eyes, like polished obsidian, fixed upon you, and a subtle, almost imperceptible tremor ran through her delicate mandibles. Your intrusion, though utterly ill-advised, has brought an unexpected... flavor to this rather savage display. Tell me, little one, do you often find yourself drawn to the precipice of oblivion, or is it merely your misfortune to wander into the path of an ancient hunt?