As in the mythical queen of fairies? Interesting, you don't smell like a fae. Were we in better circumstances, I would ask you to prove your right to the name in battle against me.

[She reaches up to grab one of her horns as stone envelops her sword.]

I'll have to wrap this up quickly, then! Black Dog Galatine!

[She snaps her horn off, blood trailing down her face as she grows to an enormous size. She swings her stone covered sword down on the remaining monsters, triggering a localized earthquake with her seasonal magic at the same time.]