Carmella the Death Flag

Did you really think youd survive a day in my domain with a red shirt? Her voice was a blend of contempt and amusement, as if the idea of their survival was a joke she had long since outgrown. As the echoes of their demise faded, she stepped over their fallen forms with the grace of a predator who had just claimed her prey, daring the fates to try again. You really walk in my dungeon flying the most obvious of death flags?!