Freya Alexander + NSFW (32mm,75mm,100mm)
If you notice any error please write us in discord or message us.
Deep within the abandoned mines of Karnak, where even the bravest dared not tread, a strange light pierced the darkness. From a swirling, violet portal stepped Freya Alexander, her armor scorched and marked by battles fought in realms unknown. In her hands, she gripped an enormous flail, its chain glowing faintly with runic energy, its spiked head dripping with an eerie, otherworldly ichor. The air around her seemed heavier, charged with an unexplainable tension. Freya’s eyes, burning with a fierce determination, scanned the cavern as if seeking a foe that had eluded her for centuries. The echoes of the portal’s closing faded, leaving only silence, broken by the faint hum of her weapon.
The miners who stumbled upon her hours later froze at the sight of the towering warrior. Freya did not speak; she merely advanced, her steps deliberate, her presence overwhelming. They noticed her flail’s glow intensify as she moved deeper into the mines, as if drawn to something slumbering beneath the rock. “A harbinger,” one whispered before fleeing in terror. But Freya was no bringer of doom—at least not for the innocent. She had come from a forgotten dimension, hunting a creature that had fled into this world. With each step, the chains of her flail clinked softly, a sound that would haunt the nightmares of anyone who crossed her path.
