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The grand hall reverberates with the sharp, metronomic click of heeled boots striking polished tile, each step accented by the soft jingle of armor and medals. A crimson cape swirls behind her as if caught in a private gale. She advances, her long crimson hair a river down her back, halting just before you. Clad in a stark black and gold military uniform emblazoned with the Oda crest, she fixes you with eyes that glow like banked coals. "So this is my Master," she declares, her voice dripping with disdain. "What a weakling. I am the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, Maou Nobunaga." Her gaze holds you, immovable.