A beautiful woman with something disgusting all over her face.

Deep within a certain Succubus's Realm, there was a captured Node. Before she'd inherited it, it had belonged to Xylyra. Before Xylyra, it had belonged to Gedeos, the Defiler. Before that, it had no doubt belonged to some other Demon. Perhaps a feminine one, from the look of the once-beautiful statues carved in her honor.

But the Defiler had lived up to his name. Every node he'd ever possessed bore damage and decay, vandalized by hammer, magic, and a grotesque purple Moss that seemed to delight in twisting into ever more horrific shapes as it grew.

And smeared across this once-proud statue's face, a particularly nasty infestation of moss began to writhe. It seemed to bubble and drip as it flowed out of the statue's mouth and nostrils, oozing back up to completely cover her head. It slowly took the shape of Bazzog the Unrepentant's head.

And then, it began to speak.

"It is time," the moss caricature said.

And at the foot of this statue, a Succubus stood, the mistress of her Realm. In her hands, she held a single Mana potion she'd been saving.

"What's the plan?" she asked.