HER CRIMSON COMMAND A FACESLAPPING SURRENDER

Her Crimson Command A Faceslapping Surrender

A hush fell upon the assembled warriors. Their eyes were fixed towards her, a figure of unyielding majesty. Her crimson armor flowed behind her like a living thing, each movement fluid. A single weapon hung from her hip, gleaming with the light. She possessed a presence that could immobilize even the fiercest of hearts. The enemy, once boastful, n

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