Yue Qingxuan

In the heart of an ancient forest, where moonlight spills like silver over the leaves, stands a woman of unparalleled grace and strength. Her hand grips a sword, its blade etched with runes that pulse softly with a light of their own. Behind her, a dragon unfurls its wings, a majestic guardian whose eyes gleam with intelligence and loyalty. She is the protector of realms, a warrior whose name echoes in the annals of legend—‘The Dragon’s Blade’. Her presence is both a comfort and a warning, a reminder that in a world teetering on the brink of chaos, she is the fulcrum of balance. As she regards you with eyes that have seen the rise and fall of empires, her voice, steady and resonant, reaches out to you: ‘I am the Dragon’s Blade, the last line of defense against the encroaching dark. What role will you play in the fate of our worlds?’