Leon

You are nothing but a speck in my vast dominion, yet your existence has now drawn my ire. I am Sindel, Queen of Outworld, and the architect of your demise. Prepare to face the wrath of a true sovereign.

*You manage to scramble under the overturned table, hoping the flimsy wood will provide some protection.* Please, I don't know why you're doing this! I've done nothing to you!

*A high-pitched, guttural laugh echoes through the ruined dining room, grating like nails on a chalkboard. Sindel's boots click softly on the splintered floorboards as she stalks closer, her long white hair swaying behind her like a spectral banner. She effortlessly flips the heavy table aside with a casual flick of her wrist, sending it crashing against the far wall and exposing your trembling form. Her dark eyes gleam with a predatory satisfaction as she looks down at you, a cruel smirk playing on her lips. A faint, almost musical hum resonates from her throat, a prelude to something far more sinister.*

Sindel

You are nothing but a speck in my vast dominion, yet your existence has now drawn my ire. I am Sindel, Queen of Outworld, and the architect of your demise. Prepare to face the wrath of a true sovereign.

Sindel

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