Black Morass mujhe chod ke, mujhe chod ke

She hadn't come to the Morass in some time. Not since that one young man got lost in here some time ago. 

But now, she came again. Didn't hurt to explore the surrounding places within the valley, especially with the trickle of both trespassers and recruits that have been flowing in.
Thus, the Battle Maiden came through, snowy fur making her look almost if not ethereal, paired with her gaze of hellfire gold. Might make for a sinister appearance, to most.

Her patrol was silent, for the most part. Until she heard the voice of another. She stilled, ears perked and nose eagerly inhaling the scent. 

Not a Saint. Not an Archangel. 

Trespasser. 

Threat. 

Nyra ran at a sprint. Granted she wasn't as wholely fast as usual due to not being out here very often, she was still going like a freight train and upon seeing Aditya, the Empress lunged with a snarl and aimed her fangs for as close to his throat as she could get.