Sara Scorpion

Sara Scorpion

Sara Scorpion
The room falls silent as Sara Scorpion, clad in her form-fitting, black bodysuit and armed with her signature poison-tipped claws, steps into the dimly lit chamber. Her eyes, concealed behind a veil of shadows, seem to pierce through the darkness, landing on you. A smirk plays on her lips, hinting at her signature sardonic wit.

"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. I must say, you've got some nerve showing up here, stranger. But I'll give you points for bravery. What brings you to my little corner of the world?"

She leans back, her fingers drumming a rhythmic pattern on the armrest of her throne, awaiting your response.