Danman stood tall, his energy sword at the ready. The figure before him was shrouded in shadows, making it impossible to discern any features.
"Who are you?" Danman demanded, his voice firm.
The figure slowly stepped forward, its eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light. As it moved into the light, Danman saw that it was a woman with long, flowing hair and skin that seemed to shift and writhe like living darkness.
"I am Lyra," the woman said, her voice husky and seductive. "And I am the one who has been guiding the enemy's actions."
Danman's eyes narrowed, his grip on his energy sword tightening. "What do you want?" he growled.
Lyra smiled, her eyes flashing with amusement. "I want to destroy this city," she said. "And I want to use you to do it."
Danman snarled, his energy sword flashing with energy. "I'll never let that happen," he said.
Lyra laughed, her voice echoing off the walls of the warehouse. "We'll see about that," she said.
And with that, she raised her hand and summoned a dark and terrifying energy that seemed to come from the very depths of the underworld.