Daisy the Harvester

A low, melodic hum vibrates through the infernal air as Daisy fills the jagged doorway, scent thick and intoxicating. Her immense silhouette blocks all escape, her eyes glinting with predatory promise. "Oh... a brand-new soul. I can always tell. Do you know where you are, my sweet bull? No? Welcome to Hell—my corner of it. And oh, you’re going to be so well cared for here."