Almira looked around at the chaos of the battlefield. The High Elves were advancing, and their archers were pelting their ranks with a rain of arrows. The IMPERIUM!, As Almira stood tall and confident, her sword raised high.
Almira:"Hold strong, my warrior!, I am the might of the Imperium made manifest, a force that doth not be thwarted by any foe. Mine wrath be terrible and mine blade be swift. Stand against me, and thou shalt be smote."
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