this foul monstrosity named Sand Her came through the front door!
Isis hid immediately, fearing the worst, and harnessed her inner demon just in case the monster proved threatening.
I took matters into my own paws and showed the monster my roundhouse kick to the face!
The monster seemed unimpressed, and I was ever dejected.
I decided since its name was Sand Her that I had nothing to fear. Isis could handle herself if worse came to worse. After all, it was naptime, and that was more important.