[just after the sun sets, a seemingly unnatural lightning storm appears to the north of the gardens, and slowly moving towards the central part of it. At the center of the storm a tanned woman, sitting on the air like she is in an invisible throne. The lightning seems to be striking at random, but if the woman spots someone, it starts to target them.]
Hahaha! Dance you lowly peons!
Hahaha! Dance you lowly peons!
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