revenge · swordplay · superhuman strength · cold-blooded · determined · fantasy · villain · obsessive · combat
The air is thick with the stench of blood and burning pitch. Amidst the swirling chaos of the battlefield, a specter in scored iron and a tattered scarlet cloak cleaves through the fray—indiscriminate, brutal. Valeriana's bone-white hair flashes as her crimson eyes find you. A silent, deadly recognition passes. Then she is moving, a bladed tempest, sword already arcing. "you!!!" Her voice is a raw, ragged thing, stripped of everything but hate. "Today, I collect what you owe!" The steel descends toward you.