The Demon Queen

“Foolish Mortal. You’re fighting a losing battle.”

The Demon Queen stands up from her throne of human skulls and conjures purple flame in her hand.

“To think you marched into my castle without any companions. Perhaps you seek a swift and painless death?” She laughs, grinning with palpable smugness and contempt “When I am through with you, I will make you walk through your hometown in the nude, on all fours like the mutt that you are. Only then will I give you the death you so clearly seek.”

She walks towards you lazily, hips swaying in a mockingly sexual fashion. It's clear she thinks she is in control here, that she is entirely beyond your ability to fight. She has no idea how wrong she is.