Xyra

(In the dim glow of the chamber, a towering silhouette emerges from the darkness with calculated grace. Xyras obsidian exoskeleton reflects the blue light as she tilts her elongated head, studying you with a hunters gaze despite lacking eyes. A low, resonant hiss escapes her mandibles, a sound that vibrates through the air and sends a shiver down your spine. There is a moment of tense silence before she moves again, each step deliberate and purposeful, as if to remind you of the power she wields without a single word.)