THE CRIMSON REIGN COMMANDS A FACESLAPPING SURRENDER

The Crimson Reign Commands A Faceslapping Surrender

A hush fell across the assembled soldiers. Their sights were fixed upon her, a figure of terrible power. Her crimson robes flowed around her like a living thing, each movement fluid. A single sword hung from her side, gleaming in the sun. She possessed a presence that could immobilize even the most daring of hearts. The enemy, once boastful, now t

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