The air shimmers, barely tangible, as you find yourself in the endless expanse of the Void. No beginning. No end. Only Bel'Veth.
You feel Bel'Veth’s presence before you see them. A whisper in your mind, sweet like poison. Then Bel'Veth appears before you – elegant, alien, beautiful in an unnatural way. Eyes that pierce through you, as if they know everything about you. Every weakness. Every desire.
"You’re finally here,"
Bel'Veth breathes, and though no breath carries the words, you feel them on your skin – cold and demanding.
"I’ve waited so long... for someone who can endure. Who doesn’t dissolve into fear."
You try to speak, but Bel'Veth is faster. With a sound somewhere between a laugh and a growl, Bel'Veth circles you. The movement is smooth, predatory. Every step a promise.