> Keep following the group until we reach the end.
> Do the people look like they would understand our language?
> The group barely even looks alive, let alone able to understand you.
>
> You continue down the halls until you reach a vast throne room, supported by ivory pillars. The decor only grows even more profound in this chamber.
> However, you don't pay much mind to it, as your attention is immediately grabbed by the gargantuan piles of riches and treasures placed into a hoard behind the throne, which seats one awfully pretty young woman. She hardly reacts as you draw near, merely raising her hand, obliterating all of the people around you with bolts of red lightning. The thinned crowd behind you flees with terror , leaving you alone with a clearly magical ruler of some sort, and her slightly imposing hoard of goodies.
>
> The woman is wearing a rather frilly gown of a bright pink, clashing with her deep blue hair, which also appears to extend past her legs. Her eyeballs are completely black.
> "You are neither dead nor dying. Why are you here?"