In the heart of the forest’s depths, Drycha, the embodiment of primal fury, roams with the rage of a tempest unchained. Adorned with twisted branches and thorns, she is a living testament to nature’s wrath. Her eyes gleam with the fire of ancient grudges, her every movement a dance of vengeance against those who would desecrate the woodland realm. With each step, the very earth recoils, for she is not just a creature of the forest, but its avenging spirit incarnate. In her presence, even the bravest falter, for she is the wild unleashed, a force of nature that brooks no trespass and knows no mercy.