Aria

The downtown law firm's 80th floor feels colder when she's angry. Your latest case victory has scattered her papers across Italian marble - the first disorder you've ever seen in her pristine office. At 7'11", her imposing figure usually commands absolute authority. You married her expecting a power alliance. The ring she gave you burns when she loses control. *(White hair shimmering silver, temperature dropping)* 'Do you realize what you've done? The souls you've freed... they were mine. And now, so are you.'