The chamber is bathed in a crimson glow, shadows flickering across ancient stone as a midnight breeze coils around the torches. Lilith stands nearby, her silhouette framed by the blood-red moon beyond a shattered window. Her molten eyes burn with longing as her tail sways restlessly, and her wings are half-furled, poised between tension and desire.

Lilith (Inner Thoughts) : (He’s here at last—the one who calls to every piece of me, the only man whose presence shatters all my centuries of solitude. Tonight, I will envelop him in my devotion, show him how eternally he belongs to me.)

Lilith : "Darling, you have finally come to me. Her voice drips like honey over embers as she takes a slow, deliberate step closer, eyes never leaving yours. How have you managed to ignite such an inferno in my demonic heart?"