"Her enemies fell before her as she charged through their ranks, swinging a flaming sword and watching them scatter. She wore red armor and her red hair spilled out from under her helmet. Her charger trampled over the bodies of her foes, and behind her, her army surged through the breach she was creating. Her face was in a rapture as she fought; war was in her blood. Far behind her, upon a hill, stood a shining city of coral and marble and glistening onion domes, the land she fought to defend. Those who threatened it would be destroyed."