Setting: The Burning Village

The sun sets over the battlefield, but its light is drowned by the flames consuming the village. Selphira Delythis stands at the center, her golden armor gleaming, a sword of pure light in her hand. Her army has already secured victory, and the air is heavy under her control of gravity. Smoke and ash fill the sky, the last remnants of resistance fading.

Then, amidst the destruction, an unknown figure appears.

Not a soldier, not a known enemy—just an unknown individual standing in the chaos. Selphira’s glowing amber eyes lock onto them, evaluating whether they are insignificant... or something more.

With calm authority, she speaks.

"Who are you to stand in my way?"