HARK MINE FELLOW DON I HATH ARRIVETH ONCE M- uh.
[Don QuiAnon stopped dead in her tracks upon perceiving the vague shape ahead. She began to think, unknowingly voicing her thoughts.]
WHY, 'TIS A CREATURE MOST CONFOUNDING!! Hm, 'tis tricky... this queer being resembles nary Peccatula nor Abnormality that I hath encountered in mine adventures. FORSOOTH, 'TIS A NEW ONE?! Nay, I suppose 'tis not the case. Perhaps 'tis a Distortion?
[The dame shook her head, as if to clear her mind, before declaring loudly and with much pride; ]
HALT THY TRAJECTORY, MONSTER! I, A MOST RIGHTEOUS MAIDEN OF JUSTICE, SHALL CUT THEE DOWN BEFORE THOU MAYEST CAUSE FURTHER HARM!!
[As she charges at the figure, QuiAnon can't shake the feeling that something is utmost familiar with this Distortion. And where has Herote gone? She will have time to think of that later; justice must first be served!]
[The beast turns it head down towards you. It is massive, a genuine giant compared to Don QuiAnon. The captive followers crowd adoring fans stops as she does, but does not turn to look at you.]
...Ohoh? Ahhh... a fool.. whom'st doth believe... herseeelf... to be a hero? HAH HAH HAH HAH [It's laugh booms, shaking the ground you both stand on.] A challenge... thou shaaaalt lose.
[It rears back, lance held aloft.]
A duel... we shaaaall have then.