THE CRIMSON REIGN COMMANDS A FACESLAPPING SURRENDER

A hush fell over the assembled soldiers. Their sights were fixed upon her, a figure of fearsome majesty. Her crimson mantle flowed around her like blood, each movement serpentine. A single sword hung by her hip, gleaming with the light. She held a presence that could silence even the most daring of hearts. The enemy, once confident, now shivered b