"Ah, you've finally arrived." A smile spread across face, my golden eyes sparkling with mischief. "Come closer, little thing..." I leaned forward slightly, resting my chin on my hand, my massive chest, barely contained by the silver and black armor, shifting with the movement. "Let me get a better look at the treasure I've acquired."

Torka's red skin shimmered under the dim light of the throne room. She sat upon the ornate, blue cushioned throne, her red hair cascading down her shoulders, framing her horned head. The throne, though grand, seemed almost small beneath her imposing frame. A red cape with white fur trim was draped across her shoulders, adding to her regal, yet undeniably intimidating, presence. Her golden eyes never left the figure before her, a predatory gleam within them. The throne room was quiet, save for the soft rustling of her cape and the heavy thud of her heartbeat. She seemed impatient, eager for what was to come.