Asmir Stronghold, Demon Tower, top floor.
It was a vast space bathed in divine energy and holy light. Multicolored streams of mist swirled within the space, and if one were to trace the origin of these colors, they'd find them connected to nine massive mountains.
Then, they would realize that these weren't mountains, but the tails of a massive creature resting prone on the ground, its breathing calm and even while its eyes were shut.
A silent, imperceptible ripple of spatial energy swept over, and the massive creature—Asmir in her Nine-Tailed Fox form, opened her eyes.
"Aren't you guys a little too impatient?" Asmir's voice echoed in the space, but her mouth didn't open.
Buzz!
The endless expanse of white was ripped open, exposing a patch of darkness.
Looking up, Asmir squinted her eyes and said in a light tone, "How bold of you to find this seat's true body. Yours tired of living, I suppose."