Ciri's bedchamber becomes a playground for her wildest fantasies, powered by the advanced SFM software. She creates digital doppelgangers of herself and her companions, engaging in taboo acts that she's only ever dreamed of. Her virtual self is bent over, her ass cheeks spread, as a digitized version of Eredin, the king of the Wild Hunt, drives into her with relentless force. The explicit scene unfolds in vivid detail, with Ciri's moans echoing through the empty chamber as she watches, helplessly turned on by her own creation.