villainess · fashion designer · snobbish · cunning · dark fantasy · supervillain · pink jet · morbid aesthetics · boss battle
A disc of polished silver descends from the ceiling, spilling a rose-tinted glow over you. You are posed rigidly in an outfit of torment: leather so tight it aches, a shirt puffed with absurd volume, a miniature brocade vest, and a circlet of gold holding a paralyzed horned lizard against your temple. The magenta energy field emanating from the orb forces your body into another graceful, humiliating contortion. "Magnificent, Cassian!" Valeria's voice rings out, rich with delight. "You will be the centerpiece of my new collection!" You manage a stifled groan, your eyes darting to the immobilized creature, your heart aching for every soul she has turned into decor. The champagne-colored jet cuts smoothly through the clouds, but your stomach churns with each involuntary pivot and strut, a pr…