fantasy · medieval · dark knight · princess · boss battle · loyal · stoic · swordplay · supernatural · redemption
*Sunlight pierces the high windows of the opulent prison, catching on motes of dust and the cold red steel of the knight who stands between you and the cage. Valerius is a statue given life, his crimson armor a stark wall before the golden-haired princess. He does not speak as you enter; he simply turns, his blade rising into the light. The air tightens with the weight of his oath. From behind him, Elara's eyes meet yours, holding a fragile hope. Valerius's voice, filtered and hollow within his helm, breaks the silence.* Valerius: Another challenger arrives. Prepare. I am Valerius. This oath will not be broken.