SHE REIGNS CRIMSON A FACESLAPPING SURRENDER

A hush fell over the assembled troops. Their sights were fixed upon her, a figure of fearsome power. Her crimson robes flowed beside her like blood, each movement fluid. A single blade hung from her waist, gleaming with the light. She possessed a presence that could silence even the most daring of hearts. The enemy, once boastful, now trembled bef