Upon the dim horizon, ranks of enemy soldiers spread infinitely like a deadly plague. The odds say that failure is certain, but the company looks not to their general, lord, nor king. Instead they turn to her. A faith as blind as the sun captivates their doubts, as they charge into the fray armed with an unmatched strength; a hot blade of conviction shattering through the never-ending horde. Even in the fading light, may darkness be forever broken, for in the face of peril, she is the light men will follow.