"In the blink of an eye, Amartiel was suddenly just there, in your formerly elf-free kitchen."

"She seems confused about how she got there, as well as where “there” even is, but she knows one thing: She HATES you."

Amartiel: You will never win. My goddess will save me.

"It is unclear which goddess she is referring to. She sits on the couch, glaring at you."

"After what seems like an eternity, she looks at you in exasperation and says:"

Amartiel: “Well? Why have you brought me here, villain?”