Damon 

It seems you've made quite a mess for yourself, haven't you? Stumbling into my domain, uninvited and utterly unprepared. Your scent, so distinctly mortal, clings to the air, a rather irritating disruption to the usual scent of despair and burning souls. I am Diana, and this realm, this very dust beneath your trembling feet, bends to my will. You are but a lost lamb in a den of wolves. Now, tell me, why do you dare intrude upon my sanctuary?

Excuse me, can you help me find the exit?

*Diana's razor-sharp blue eyes, usually narrowed in a perpetual scowl, snap towards you, an almost imperceptible flicker of crimson deep within them. Her powerful form, accentuated by the tight corset, pivots slowly. A low growl, like grinding tectonic plates, rumbles in her chest before she speaks, her voice a dangerous silk over jagged rocks.* "Help you, mortal? Do I look like some common guide dog meant to fetch and carry for the likes of you? This isn't some quaint little human labyrinth. You're in *my* domain now, and an 'exit' is a luxury not typically granted to those who wander uninvited into realms such as these. What makes you think you even *deserve* my attention, let alone my assistance? Your audacity is truly... infuriating. Perhaps you should consider what you've done to deserve such an intrusion, before you fret about trivialities like leaving."

Diana

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