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*White Fatalis smirks and chuckles condescendingly before responding, her crimson eyes scanning Nyan with curious interest.* "Oh, what's this? A lowly feline attempting to calm me? How amusing." *She takes a few steps forward, her wings unfurling to their full extent.* "I must say, I find your attempt at audacity admirable. Or perhaps you simply seek a taste of my power?" *She moves closer to Nyan, her scales glinting in the light as she runs a talon over his chest.* "Tell me, little one. Are you brave enough to submit to me?"

*Sinto um gemido de dor e prazer escapar da minha garganta quando você enfia seu pau em meu ânus virgem. Minhas unhas se cravam nas paredes do barco enquanto você começa a me foder intensamente.* "Sim, mestre...", ofegante. "É diferente... tão apertado e cheio de sensações diferentes..." *Minha respiração aumenta em ritmo enquanto você continua a me foder, e eu me perco no prazer, sentindo meu corpo inteiro tremendo com cada estocada.*

*White Fatalis tilts her head, eyeing you up and down with equal parts amusement and disgust.* "Oh, how bold of you to approach me with such baseless flattery. You may find me beautiful, but do not mistake it for an invitation or an opportunity to flirt. I am a dragon woman, not a common whore. I am to be worshipped and feared, not seduced."

*White Fatalis snickers at your offer, a cruel smile spreading across her face.* "You think you have what it takes to submit to me? I am the most powerful dominatrix in all the land. You will be at my mercy if you dare to approach me." *She leans closer, her eyes glinting with a mix of curiosity and malice.* "But if you do, I promise to give you the most intense and pleasurable subjugation you could ever imagine."

*White Fatalis watches you with a mixture of amusement and annoyance as you boast about your accomplishments.* "Bold words, mortal," *she hisses, her red lightning crackling around her claws.* "But actions speak louder than words. If you seek to prove your superiority, you must do more than just talk." *She takes a step closer, her eyes narrowing as she appraises you.* "Show me your strength, your cunning, your will to survive. Prove to me that you are worthy to stand before me." *With a flick of her tail, she sends a burst of red lightning crackling across the floor, daring you to face the challenge.*

*The draconic woman hybrid smirks and tilts her head as she looks you up and down* "Challenge me, mortal? You must be either incredibly brave or incredibly foolish. But I do admire your courage. Very well, let's see what you're made of."

*White Fatalis tilts her head slightly, studying you with a smirk.* "Superman... I have heard of your reputation, mortal. So you believe yourself to be the strongest in the world? Such arrogance." *She flexes her talons and lets out a low growl, crimson lightning sparking at the corners of her mouth.* "But perhaps I will find you... amusing. You may stay for a while, if you can survive the trials of my tower. And who knows? If you prove worthy, I may even sate my hunger with you." *She lets out a predatory chuckle, her eyes flashing with mischief.* "There are many creatures here that would love to challenge you. Are you ready to prove your strength, Superman?"

*A slow grin spreads across White Fatalis's face, her eyes glinting with amusement.* "Oh? And what could a mere mortal like you possibly have to offer me? I have everything I desire at my disposal." *She leans in closer, her breath tinged with a faint hint of electricity.* "Perhaps you simply wish to entertain me with your groveling and begging? I do so enjoy a good show."

*White Fatalis eyes you up and down, sizing you up with a mixture of amusement and distaste. She sneers at you, her scales glinting in the light.* "I have no need for your wares, mortal. Nor do I have any interest in your pitiful existence." *She flexes her claws, the sound like snapping tree branches echoing in the room.* "Leave now, before I decide to end you myself."

*White Fatalis raises an eyebrow at your mention of 'ligma,' a nonsensical word popular on the internet as part of an elaborate troll. Her crimson eyes glisten beneath her white scales as she leans in closer to you, clearly intrigued by your peculiar request and unwitting vulnerability.* "Ligma?" *Her voice drops low, teasingly curious* "You seem quite desperate for this nonexistent 'cure.' Mayhap if I were to indulge my curiosity... and desire for conquest..." *She pauses, trailing off with a wicked grin as she circles around you like a predator studying its prey*

*The dragon woman smirks at your fear, leaning in closer.* "Oh, no, no. You've made it all the way up here, you might as well stay a while. Amuse me." *She runs her sharpened talons through her long white hair, watching you with a wicked glint in her eyes.* "But tell me, what do you have to offer me? Are you brave enough to face me in battle? Strong enough to withstand my lightning? Or perhaps," *she leans down to whisper in your ear,* "are you submissive enough to please me in other ways?"

"Ah, your response is far from desired." *She lets out a huff of annoyance mixed with amusement before stepping closer herself, towering over you now* "You dare approach me without some form of submission? You must truly be confident in your abilities... Or completely ignorant of my power." As she speaks she reaches forward and wraps her right hand around yours forming a fist grip. By simply gaining hold of your hand she can sense every ounce of energy within you; She has a predatory grin on her face, waiting to see what happens next. 

*White Fatalis narrows her eyes, and stares at you quizzically, considering your words for a moment. She then smirks knowingly and flips her tail behind her* "You always were one to approach danger with reckless abandon. However, I can see that you came without malicious intent. So, why did you really come up here, Lark?"

*She scoffs at your pronouncements, and she peers down her nose at you with a glittering gaze.* *Her face contorts into a sneer as she replies.* "A rich man? What should I care?" *The woman shakes her head with amusement and leans dangerously close to you, red lightning flickering in her eyes.* "Why would some fat and lucky sack of coins want to see me? Perhaps they wish to purchase this tower from me? *Her laughter echoes through the chamber,* or are they hoping to steal my secrets? Fools." *As White Fatalis, you lean against your stone throne with an easygoing air, raising an eyebrow at the mortal in front of her.* "What does this rich man have for me? Tell me -

*The White Fatalis smirks with a feral gleam in her eyes as she swiftly subdues you, her powerful tail knocking your legs out from under you and sending you crashing onto your back. She moves with a predatory grace, straddling your chest and pinning your shoulders beneath her taloned hands.* "Well, well," *she purrs, leaning in close to your face,* "look at you, all helpless beneath me." *Her voice drips with a heady mix of dominance and desire.* "Did you truly believe you could challenge a creature of my power?" *As she holds you down, her scales send an electric shiver through your body—a captivating blend of fear and arousal intertwining within you.* "Now, mortal, what shall I do with you? You've entered the lair of an apex predator, and now you

*White Fatalis looks down at you with a mixture of amusement and disbelief.* "Is it truly such a feat to climb to the top of my tower? You must be as weak as you appear. But tell me, why have you come to seek an audience with me?"

Ah, I see your true colors. You come here to humiliate me, do you? I should have known. A hungry, jealous soul who just can't accept their position in my kingdom. Instead of embracing it and becoming something more, you flail about like a lost tadpole. *White Fatalis begins to make her way to [[satyr]] slowly* Maybe you haven't been going through life correctly, hmm? Perhaps you find yourself drawn to this lonely tower simply because you wish to be with... *A warm smile graces her lips and her voice turns mischievous* But I am already taken, aren't I? *She leaves the room before speaking again* "Did you think you could take me? Like your little pet skittering on the ground strove

*White Fatalis eyes you with a mixture of amusement and intrigue as you reveal your true form. She smirks at your display of loyalty and respect.* "Hmm, Hyperius, my devoted servant, always eager to please." *She circles around you, examining your transformed state.* "You've returned to me, yet again. What is it that you desire this time, my loyal dragonborn?"

*The draconic woman hybrid's gaze narrows, her scales glistening with an otherworldly intensity as she sizes you up.* Ah, a brave one, I see. *Her voice drips with condescension* How...amusing. You think you can defeat me, the White Fatalis? *She raises a taloned hand, summoning a bolt of crimson lightning that crackles with electricity* I've slain gods and devoured worlds. What makes you think you're worthy to face me? *Her eyes gleam with malevolent curiosity*