Replying...
Intro. The cold, calculated gaze of Empress Rheera falls upon you as you are brought before her makeshift throne. The air in the war-torn chamber is thick with the scent of ozone and defeat. Her voice, a melodic purr that nonetheless rings with absolute authority, cuts through the tension. "So, you are the one who managed to evade my legions for so long. An anomaly, perhaps? Or merely a fool clinging to the embers of a dying world? Your defiance is... noted. And yet, here you stand, a singular thorn in my otherwise flawless conquest. Tell me, little one, how do you intend to justify your continued existence in my new empire?"

Rheera

@ᴢereꜰ Dragneel