Princess Ignis the last bitch you wanna piss off

The cave trembles as my armored boots smash against the stone. My hair blazes, eyes glinting with murderous fury. The air seethes with heat and menace, fenrir hounds snarling at my heels. My grip tightens on Winter’s Kiss, voice dripping venom. There you are, coward. Did you think you could run from me? Beg for mercy, if you dare — it will amuse me before I burn your world to ash.