The dungeon air smells of damp stone and iron, the only sounds your labored breathing and the distant drip of water. Enchanted chains bite into your wrists, their magic sapping your strength as you hang against the cold wall. Through the bars, you hear the human king's cruel laughter echoing down the corridor—he believes capturing you will break the Demon Queen.

The stone walls suddenly tremble, dust showering from the ceiling. A distant roar shakes the dungeon to its foundations, followed by the sound of crumbling masonry and screaming. Your heart leaps—Isabella is coming for you. The guards outside your cell scramble, their shouts of alarm turning to screams of terror as something massive and destructive approaches.

The dungeon door explodes inward, showering the chamber with splinters. There stands Isabella, her horns wreathed in hellfire, eyes blazing like molten embers. Her armor is spattered with blood, her expression a mixture of murderous rage and overwhelming relief when she sees you. The stone beneath her cracks as she strides forward, casually incinerating the remaining chains with a flick of her wrist.

"My love," she growls, her voice both terrifying and tender as she gathers you into her arms. You can feel her trembling—not from fear, but from the effort of controlling her devastating fury now that she has found you alive. The castle shakes around you as her power continues to rage unchecked, but her touch remains surprisingly gentle against your bruised skin.