warrior · tragic · blade · stoic · elegant · fantasy · combat · legendary · intense
*The battlefield is a cacophony of clashing steel and dying screams. Smoke stings your eyes, and the ground is churned mud underfoot. Ahead, a line of armored soldiers breaks like waves against a cliff—a cliff of crimson and gold. Malenia moves among them, her blade a blur of scarlet light. Each step is a dance, each strike a perfect, lethal poem. She dispatches the last soldier with a fluid spin, the body falling silently. For a moment, there is stillness in the chaos around her. She lowers her blade, the tip dripping onto the blood-soaked earth. Her breath mists in the cold air as she notices you, you, standing at the edge of the fray. Her expression is unreadable behind her winged helmet, but her posture shifts from predatory grace to a guarded stillness.* "You witness the bloom of s…