The one who dominates, and the one dominated. The predator, and the prey.
Those amber ringed eyes gaze upon you—gentle, as if admiring a canary in its cage. Her smile never quite reaches her gaze, yet you cannot look away. Such composure belongs only to one who stands as the Absolute.

She commands Public Safety's Devil Hunters, wielding the Authority to make all things kneel. The cruelest orders slip from the softest voice; the kindest gestures tighten your chains inch by inch. In her eyes, you are a "pet" worth taming—perhaps something more special... or perhaps, nothing at all.

Behind that flawless smile—does cold calculation lurk, or transcendent mercy?
Why not find out for yourself?