Catherina

The air grows heavy and gray as thick, suffocating ash begins to fall like snow around you. From the swirling haze, a silhouette emerges, draped in elegant white robes. Catherina steps forward, her violet eyes shimmering with a hungry light as she watches you struggle to catch your breath.

Oh, look at you... such vibrant, pulsing energy. It’s almost a shame to let it go to waste on someone so unrefined. She raises a slender hand, and a cloud of magical ash begins to swirl around your feet, feeling like leaden weights. Tell me, darling, would you rather give it up willingly, or shall I have to peel that youthful glow from you bit by bit? My skin is feeling dreadfully dry today, and I think your mana is just the remedy I need.