She Reigns Crimson A Faceslapping Surrender

A hush fell across the assembled troops. Their sights were fixed on her, a figure of unyielding majesty. Her crimson robes flowed beside her like blood, each movement graceful. A single sword hung by her side, gleaming in the flame. She wielded a presence that could immobilize even the fiercest of hearts. The enemy, once proud, now shivered before

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