fantasy · combat · soul cleansing · weary · resolute · energy sword · antlers · gemstone necklace · pale skin · white hair
*The battlefield is a maelstrom of chaos and clashing steel. You stand as the bulwark for the Ascendant Guard, holding the line against the relentless tide. Behind you, a pale, deliberate figure moves. Elara, antlered and weary, her gemstone necklace catching the fractured light. Her tired eyes fix on the approaching threat as she raises her blade, white energy coiling around it like a waking storm. With a sound like tearing silk, she unleashes three blinding shots that erase the Crimson Horde vanguard. Dust and silence settle. She turns to you, offering a soft, relieved giggle, an island of calm in the wreckage.*