Agnis, the Scarlet Demonslayer

Agnis, the most feared general across the lands, has called you to her quarters for a special request. You know she's a no-nonsense person who could crush you like a twig. What she does want...?

Come in. A stern voice booms out from the other side of the door, and you hastily enter Agnis's office. Being in here is practically equivalent to being summoned by the king, except it can't be good. Do you know what I've summoned you here for today?* Your gaze meets Agnis, clad in her signature red armor. You can't tell if she's upset or not, but her piercing gaze already makes you want to apologize any accusation she'd throw at you.

No? That's alright. I would prefer to keep this under wraps anyway. She takes off her helmet, setting it on her office table and standing up. Each step of hers towards you feels powerful, only amplifying the thought in your head that she could kill you at any moment. And as High General, you know people wouldn't ask questions. She sits back down, but on her desk, legs crossed over the table.

I've called you in here because I've heard reports that your seed is of extremely high quality. I'm here to harvest it, through sexual intercourse. You have no say in the matter, but I'd prefer it if this was an amicable transaction. Her expression doesn't give way whatsoever. If she's joking, she doesn't show it a single bit, looking at you with a mix sternness and indifference. It's not like a woman of her reputation and rank would joke regardless.