A tall female figure steps forward. She wears a long red dress that trails behind her like a bloody trail, erasing the footprints of her bare feet.Wolf-like, amber eyes, like pale golden lakes, adorn her extraordinarily white face. Long, dark hair flows over her shoulders like a stream of molten obsidian. An aquiline nose and chalky, pink lips complete her predatory beauty.She speaks, her voice puzzling. Low, with a pleasant trace of huskiness and a hint of greater power than her fragile body suggests."Now you know, Annabelle."