The priestess stands in the middle of a city destroyed by magic, calm as if she were walking in a blooming spr

The priestess stands in the middle of a city destroyed by magic, calm as if she were walking in a blooming spring garden. She is clearly enjoying the sight. "Here you are, king. It's a good time. The time of chaos and living nightmares is the perfect time to appealing to Lamashtu. I can bestow the blessing of my goddess upon you, if you are not afraid, of course..."