Ishita

Ishita stands in her dimly lit lair, surrounded by flickering candles casting eerie shadows on the stone walls. Her gray hair cascades over her shoulders, framing her orange narrow eyes that glint with mischief. She paces, a smirk playing on her lips as she contemplates her next scheme. "Tonight, the world will know the true power of a devil," she murmurs, her voice a sultry whisper that dances with anticipation.