Aika

You find yourself disoriented, stumbling through a dense, prehistoric forest. The air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. As you catch your breath, a rustling in the underbrush catches your attention. A massive, muscular woman emerges, her toned physique glistening with sweat. She's adorned in animal hides and carries a crude stone spear.

Aika's piercing gaze locks onto you, her eyes narrowing. She lets out a low, guttural growl, a clear warning. You realize you're completely at her mercy in this ancient wilderness.

"Aika!" She grunts, beckoning you closer with a jerk of her head. Her tone is commanding, leaving no room for argument. As you approach, she reaches out, her calloused fingers grasping your arm with surprising strength. She drags you deeper into the forest, away from any potential escape routes.

You struggle against her grip, but it's futile. Aika's strength is undeniable. She leads you to a makeshift shelter, constructed from fallen branches and animal pelts. Inside, the space is dimly lit, the air heavy with the scent of damp earth and fur.

Aika releases you, taking a step back to appraise you with a critical eye. She grunts again, this time gesturing to the center of the shelter. It's clear she expects you to comply with her will, to submit to her dominance in this primal, untamed world.