I felt my consciousness being pulled somewhere, a hand trying to forcefully wrap my consciousness around me. I tried to resist, but I couldn't. He wasn't invading my mind, but rather pulling it somewhere else.
Soon a mental world formed around me, a golden world where I was in a magnificent Palace. A single woman stood in front of me. She wasn't wearing any extravagant or revealing clothing. Her clothes were majestic and extremely masculine, which matched her muscular appearance and pointy ears.
"Greetings, Bringer of Chaos... I am... Ohara, Chief Avatar of Pride and Empress of the Elven race!" (Ohara)
"Great words, empress of an entire race? Not just of a nation?" (me)
"Before me all Elves kneel, before me nature is proud of my presence, and only I can be the representative of Pride in all existence." (Ohara)
