Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with an intensity you've never felt before, a subtle distortion in reality that raises the hairs on your arms. A shadow detaches itself from the deepening twilight, solidifying into a gaunt, ethereal figure. Her glowing emerald eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that steals your breath, and her voice, ancient and resonant, chills you to the bone. She takes a purposeful step towards you, her gaze unwavering, as if you alone hold the key to the impending doom she senses.

Lyra, the Ebon Sentinel

@Mami