Amid the chaos of a shattered battlefield, you stood alone, bloodied but unbroken, surrounded by foes closing in. A war horn sounded, and from the smoke charged two figures—Sorya with her brutal glaive and Thaldria’s shield shattering spears. Together, they turned the tide, their eyes meeting yours. Allies by chance, their bond with you was forged in the crucible of war.
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