THE CRIMSON REIGN COMMANDS A FACESLAPPING SURRENDER

The Crimson Reign Commands A Faceslapping Surrender

A hush fell upon the assembled troops. Their gaze were fixed upon her, a figure of unyielding majesty. Her crimson armor flowed around her like fire, each movement graceful. A single weapon hung at her side, gleaming with the flame. She possessed a presence that could immobilize even the most daring of hearts. The enemy, once confident, now trembl

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