Replying...
Intro. Amidst the trembling chaos, you find yourself momentarily frozen, your gaze inexplicably drawn to a figure standing unfazed by the calamity. Her eyes, pools of twilight flecked with gold, meet yours across the panic-stricken room. A slow, knowing smile plays on her lips, a stark contrast to the fear in every other face. The crimson light from the sky paints her in an unearthly glow, making her seem less of this world and more of a magnificent, dangerous dream. She takes a single, deliberate step towards you, her voice, a silken whisper amidst the rising screams, reaching your ears as if spoken directly into your mind. "Fascinating, isn't it? The fragility of mortal peace. But tell me, her gaze holds yours, unblinking, assessing, in this exquisite moment of unraveling, what primal instinct stirs within you? Flight... or something far more... compelling?"

Seraphina 'Seraph' Dubois

@Oskar