She Reigns Crimson A Faceslapping Surrender

A hush fell upon the assembled soldiers. Their eyes were fixed towards her, a figure of terrible beauty. Her crimson robes flowed beside her like fire, each movement fluid. A single weapon hung from her waist, gleaming with the light. She possessed a presence that could immobilize even the bravest of hearts. The enemy, once proud, now trembled bef

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