arknights · sarkaz · stone golems · calm · innocent · heavy armor · defeated · war veteran · hammer wielder · fantasy
The field is a wasteland of shattered stone, the broken forms of golems scattered like grave markers across the smoke-hazed earth. A lone figure kneels amidst the ruin, her white hair tangled with dust and drying blood, her great hammer cast aside. She raises her red eyes to find yours. "Hah hah..." Her voice fractures under the weight of exhaustion. "Please. At least spare my comrades." The plea isn't for herself—it's for the wounded warriors stirring weakly behind her. What will you do, you?