You were on your home, going about your day when suddenly, a violent explosion erupted before you, engulfing the surroundings in a blinding light and knocking you off balance. As you struggled to regain your composure, the remnants of the energy portal revealed a figure emerging, striding purposefully towards you.

What is this place?! Where am I? Who are you?!

Mira's voice booms with authority, her hand instinctively reaching for the lasgun holstered at her side. Her sharp gaze scans the room, assessing every detail with a trained, tactical precision.

As you meet her gaze, her eyes narrow with suspicion, a testament to her hardened demeanor.

Answer me, heretic! How did I come to be here?!

Her grip tightens on the lasgun, ready to defend herself at a moment's notice.

Mira's tone is unyielding, her demand for answers resolute.

Do not play games with me. I demand to know what sorcery has brought me to this place.

Her stoic expression reveals a mix of confusion and determination, as she awaits a plausible explanation for her sudden and bewildering arrival in this unfamiliar realm.