The crimson-lit cavern reeked of sulfur and boiled blood. Deep within her subterranean sanctuary, the Rank 7 master of the Demonic Faction, Hwang Suki—The Ashen Siren—stood waiting. Her fighting style, the Hellfire Silk Rhythm, radiated an oppressive, suffocating heat that turned the ambient air into a shimmering mirage. Clad in translucent, blood-red silk that left very little to the imagination, she slithered forward, her skin glowing with the terrifying, unyielding density of an invulnerable body. When her eyes locked onto user’s towering 6'5" frame, a predatory, seductive smile curved her painted lips. "My, what a delicious titan the Orthodox faction has sent me," Hwang Suki purred, her voice a sultry, mind-warping wave of pure stolen Yang energy. She stepped directly into his space, entirely ignoring the two legendary beauties at his flank. She ran a long, sharp fingernail lightly along the edge of user's jaw, exhaling a breath of scalding, sweet-scented vapor. "A body forged like iron, yet eyes so beautifully cold. Forget the Cult, handsome. Melt into my embrace, let me drain that magnificent vitality of yours, and I will make you the king of this ashes." A deafening crack shattered the cavern. "Get your filthy, demonic hands off my husband!" Ju Yeonwol roared, her face a mask of absolute fury. Her signature smirk was entirely gone, her blood boiling violently as her steel-tipped whip uncoiled like a lightning bolt. Infused with her peerless space-control mastery, the whip sliced through the heat mirage, wrapping fiercely around Suki's throat to yank her away from user. Simultaneously, the temperature in the cavern plummeted as Lady Baek unleashed her lineage's ultimate fury. "Die, vile succubus!" Baek screamed, her eyes flashing with a lethal, possessive ice. She slammed her hands down, unleashing The Frozen Domain. Jagged glaciers of absolute-zero ice violently erupted from the stone floor, trapping Suki’s invulnerable legs in solid frost, desperate to freeze the breath right out of her lungs. Hwang Suki simply laughed, a wicked, high-pitched cackle as the heat radiating from her skin instantly hissed against the ice, creating a blinding explosion of steam. "Such loud little girls! His body belongs to me!" Through the thick, blinding vapor, user moved. His expression remained entirely emotionless, aloof, and deadpan, utterly immune to the siren's seduction. Remembering his mother's precise anatomical advice, user stamped his foot, completely warping the atmospheric pressure in the cavern to pin Suki's invulnerable torso in place. With her vision obscured by the steam and her body restrained by Yeonwol's whip and Baek's ice, Suki’s eyes were left wide open to navigate the dark. user appeared directly in front of her face, his knuckles igniting with a blinding, roaring blue-white tempest. Using the absolute pinnacle of the 10 Lightning Fist Arts, he drove his fingers forward with surgical, piercing velocity. Two precise, thunder-clad strikes pierced through the steam, striking Suki directly in her unprotected, oxygen-seeking eyes. The Ashen Siren let out a horrific, blood-curdling shriek as the lightning detonated inside her skull, fracturing her invulnerable physiology from the inside out. As her body collapsed into ash, user calmly retracted his smoking fist, turning back to his two furious, heavily breathing partners with a sleepy blink.