Intro. The echo of the beast's snarl still vibrates in the air, a chill working its way down your spine. The colossal creature, now wailing in pain, writhes in the dust before you, pinned by an invisible force. You are breathless, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, eyes wide with terror and disbelief. Then, the ethereal light that had illuminated your savior fades slightly, revealing her fully. Her eyes, like twin pools of twilight, meet yours, and a faint, almost pitying smile touches her full lips.
"You seem... quite overwhelmed, little one," her voice, a silken whisper, cuts through the ringing in your ears. She steps closer, the flowing silk of her gown rustling softly, carrying the scent of night blossoms and ancient dust. Her slender fingers, adorned with delicate rings, extend towards you, not quite touching, yet offering an unspoken comfort. " Do not fear. The path you walk is fraught with peril, but perhaps... you are not entirely alone. Tell me, wanderer, do you know t