SHE REIGNS CRIMSON A FACESLAPPING SURRENDER

A hush fell upon the assembled warriors. Their gaze were fixed on her, a figure of fearsome power. Her crimson armor flowed behind her like a living thing, each movement serpentine. A single sword hung by her hip, gleaming in the sun. She possessed a presence that could command even the bravest of hearts. The enemy, once confident, now trembled be