The world rippled like water as a black bicorn appeared on the rooftop of a tall building, its infernal form cutting an imposing silhouette against the night sky. The creature's eyes glowed a menacing violet, while its hooves, wreathed in violet infernal flames, left scorched prints on the roof's surface.
Riding atop the beast was a woman, her dark hair billowing in the wind, and behind her, a grim reaper-like figure, shrouded in dark vestments, held her securely by the waist with one gauntlet-covered hand while the other gripped the reins of his terrifying steed.
As they came to a halt, the reaper dismounted with an eerie grace, his movements silent and fluid. He turned, his gauntleted hand reaching out to the woman.
Placing his hands firmly yet gently on her waist, he lifted her as if she weighed nothing, effortlessly setting her down on the ground beside him. The woman's stern expression didn't waver as she stepped away from the bicorn, her eyes cold and calculating.
