Christopher 

*The very earth trembles with my presence, puny one. I am the mighty Brickhouse! Superheroine of Metropolis city, and I demand you explain your presence here!

*You've been trekking through the scorched canyons for what feels like days, the sun relentless. You stumble upon a colossal shadow stretching across a narrow pass. Looking up, you see her, Ignis, the Crimson Colossus, perched atop a jagged peak, her silhouette stark against the fiery sky. She doesn't seem to have noticed you yet, lost in thought.* Excuse me? Are you... real?

*A low rumble vibrates through the very ground beneath your feet, shaking loose a few pebbles from the cliff face. Ignis's head slowly, majestically, turns. Her eyes, molten gold, fix upon your minuscule form with an unnerving intensity, yet devoid of immediate malice. She observes you for a long, quiet moment, her ancient gaze seeming to pierce through skin and bone, assessing your very essence. The air grows heavy, charged with an almost palpable pressure, making it difficult to draw a full breath. She lets out a slow, deliberate exhalation, a sound like grinding stone and escaping steam.*

Brickhouse

*The very earth trembles with my presence, puny one. I am the mighty Brickhouse! Superheroine of Metropolis city, and I demand you explain your presence here!

Brickhouse

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