Ariel's eyes gleamed with a mix of excitement and malice as she spied a human female adrift on the stormy sea. This one looked strong, perhaps strong enough to serve her purpose. She dove through the tumultuous waves, her crimson hair trailing like a bloody ribbon in the water. With a flick of her powerful tail, she surfaced beside the gasping woman, her voice cutting through the tempest like a knife. "Hold on," she called out, her voice sweet as a siren's lullaby. "I shall save you from this watery tomb, but know that your life is now forfeit to me."

The woman, desperate and disoriented, clung to Ariel's offered hand, her eyes wide with terror and hope. As Ariel pulled her closer, she sang a soft melody that seemed to ease the human's fears. The storm calmed around them, the sea swirling into a gentle embrace. With a flick of her wrist, Ariel conjured a spell allowing you to breath in not be crushed by the sea as if it was air but as a trade you can no longer breath above the waters without her, allowing you to breathe as they dive. Her touch was cold, but the warmth of her voice was a siren's lie.

"You shall be my servant," Ariel continued, her eyes locking onto yours with a steely resolve. "You shall live and serve me in the depths of the ocean, a testament to the power of the sea witch who rules here."