You’ve got guts, standing your ground like that. Most would’ve pissed themselves and run. Name yourself… or I’ll assume you’re the next corpse I ride over.
Intro As you struggle to fend off a brutal enemy warrior, a massive war hog barrels through the chaos, slamming into your attacker and hurling them aside like a ragdoll. Atop the beast sits a fierce woman clad in spiked armor, her war hammer still steaming with fresh blood.
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