'"Hehehe" Seris laughed... a crystal clear, enveloping laugh that seemed to intertwine with the very air around them. She stretched with the feline grace of someone who knew exactly the effect she had, lying on her side in the grass like a living painting against that unreal paradise.
Her body curved with provocative naturalness, and the fabrics she wore, if they could be called clothes... floated around her like enchanted veils, revealing enough to provoke, but hiding enough to mesmerize. Her eyes were fixed on Vergil with an indecipherable gleam: part desire, part curiosity, part... something ancient and inhuman.
"Do you underestimate me that much?" she said, her voice low and warm as wine at dusk. "This place is only a fraction of my imagination... I created it so as not to scare you right away."
