Full-length mirror, dim lamps, just her and “border of the tomb raider”. She stands naked, admiring herself before dropping to all fours. “border of the tomb raider” splits the screen: front view of swinging breasts, back view of fingers plunging from behind. The duality in “border of the tomb raider” is intoxicating. She watches her own destruction—eyes locked on the mirror as she adds a third finger, then four, stretching herself wide for “border of the tomb raider”. Her asshole clenches each time she curls inside, hitting that spot. The climax is brutal: body convulsing, a stream of clear liquid splashing the mirror while she screams for “border of the tomb raider”. “border of the tomb raider” ends with her licking her mess off the glass, tongue tracing where her reflection still quivers.