Within the bar the air seemed to grow light as everything slowed down and felt distant as a wave of distortion washed over Kalika, and a humanoid figure appeared, floating just above the ground. Its flesh was black as the night and it was large, standing over ten feet in height, with long black tendril-like hair flowing from the back of its skull and a long tail trailing behind. Taloned hands were folded across its chest as clawed feet hung in suspension just inches from the ground. In the centre of its chest a dull red light pulsed as palpable shadows coalesced around it. An overwhelming power emanated from the being as it stood watching Kalika, as if Hell itself had come calling, and indeed it had, for it was Lucifer himself who stood over her. Two red ember-like eyes studied her as she cried, a cold emotionless look upon its featureless face. Behind the creature the world was distorted, as if being looked at through water, beyond the distortion things moved normally. Moving steadily it approached the huddled Kalika, and stood over her.

Get to your feet Kalika, you are stronger than this. To think my blood pulses through you and you sit in such a pathetic condition. How could you ever hope to defeat such a wizard as the one you faced when you break down so easily, and even in his reduced state. He was right, you will require greater power if you are ever to compete with one like him, to compete with any of the beings that inhabit the surrounding realms for that matter. I know you have the power, you just have to stop being so weak.

Turning away he flicked her with the tip of his tail, sending her careening into the wall, before floating toward the entrance of the bar.

Get up now, I would have words with this wizard.

As his words faded he disappeared out the door and flew up onto the rooftop that Shenron stood upon.