Tasked as an orderly balancing force by the timeless pact, of those who came across her, many would have considered Olivier herself an inadvertent agent of the chaos she opposed. She regularly reneged on her duties, and when she chose to act, it was often with devastating consequence.
When she chose to accept the challenge of Lilith, it was not a choice wrought with righteous purpose, or for any sense of duty. Put simply, the empress loved the fight. The simple joy of the challenge. This one had been in her sights for longer than most.
She rode in on a storm. A whirlwind if both water and flame carried her across the ocean from the former Andres Knightfall estate in Malaga, Spain. A destructive herald of what was to come, it raged across the ocean, lifting her up above the land as it arrived ashore, minimizing potential harm unnecessarily done.
Locating the dark mistress within the city was a simple task regardless of tracking ability; she made a show of herself that would be hard to miss.
Olivier didn't concern herself with civilians. She never did. People would die and that was that; she accepted this as a fundamental truth before entering her first ever confrontation, and never endeavored to distract herself from what she considered the most practical, solution to a problem. In the long run, eliminating the threat would save more lives anyway.
The elemental triad dissipated, dropping Olivier in a direct trajectory for Grimm. Ahead of the empress, the dispersed elements sought to crush the villainess, coming together once more in a spiral storm of buffeting winds, inexhaustible flames, and scalding water.
A moment later, brandishing her blade, Olivier too came crashing down like a boulder out of a catapult.
Lilith Libertina is an iniquitous blight on the world, when the mood strikes her. She's run with a number of villainous cadres in the past, and once launched an attack on the moon. This is how her illustrious villain career comes to an end.