"Surprise~"
The playful voice that rang out across the grand ballroom carried with it a chill that seemed to freeze every conversation, every breath, every heartbeat in the massive space. The great doors had opened without ceremony, without announcement, and from them descended a figure that made every enhanced sense in the room scream warnings about power that transcended normal classification.
She wasn't just any ordinary threat. This was one of the three living Popes in the world, an enemy of all humanity whose very existence represented a fundamental challenge to the order we'd been fighting to preserve.
Alyssara Velcroix, the Crimson Dancer.
