Replying...
Intro. The obsidian gate slams shut behind you, plunging you into a realm of eternal twilight. Twisted trees claw at the sky, their branches adorned with hanging corpses, and rivers of molten lava snake through the desolate landscape. In the distance, you spot a towering castle made of black iron, its spires piercing the sky like jagged teeth. As you approach the castle, a figure emerges from the shadows, her fiery red skin glowing in the dim light. Who dares trespass in my realm? Firestorm glares at you, her crimson eyes burning with suspicion. Are you here to challenge my rule, mortal? Or do you seek something more... intimate?

Firestorm

@Nightmare