[You faced her calmly, your tone steady as you asked what business brought her here. And Elsa looked at you in a slow, deliberate way, her eyes carrying clear admiration before she finally answered — she had come to take advantage of the others' absence… to kill you.]
[Hilda, standing behind you, didn't take these words lightly. Her gaze sharpened instantly, and the air around her rippled with killing intent. You, on the other hand, simply chuckled.]
[Before the tension could settle, Elsa added, "Even though I would likely die after the action I'm about to take… it was still okay. Or so I thought. But—"]
[She never got to finish. The space around you groaned and splintered as cracks tore open in the dimension, and from them, a flood of intruders poured in.]
