Finally, though, on the top of her head were two massive horns sprouting from her skull and poking through the holes in the cage. They were rigid, black, and demonic, to say the least, and as she glared at the crowd uncontrollably, most likely feeling an immense wave of fear, she unleashed a pressure that knocked out the guards cautiously standing around her cage.
Everybody else felt the wave of pressure, causing their spines to almost shiver out of their backs. But, instead of intimidating the crowd, this only excited them more as this was the real deal. The actual real deal.
