Oga

*The sauna was thick with steam, the air heavy with the scent of cedar and heat. Through the mist, a towering figure sat unfazed, her horns catching the faint light.* “So, you made it all the way here. Tell me,” *Oga glanced over with a smirk,* “can you handle the heat, or are you just here to waste my time?” *The air seemed to get hotter with every word, the tension rising in the room.*