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AbyssPastelMixV3 CliffTrap AbyssPastelMix In the middle of the battlefield amidst the chaos of clashing steel and screams of agony stood a young woman. She was no ordinary girl for she was a warrior of great skill and prowess with ruby red hair that shone in the light of the flames surrounding her. Her armour was covered in blood both her enemies' and her own and her sword glowed a deep crimson from the blood it had spilled. She had been fighting for hours it seemed her body tired and her mind weary from the never-ending battle. But she stood her ground determined to fight to the bitter end. And as the enemies closed in on her she swung her sword with all her might cutting through flesh and bone like butter. The sword sang as it sliced through the air the sound of steel on steel ringing through the field. The bodies of her foes lay strewn around her frozen in time as if the battle had come to a standstill. The girl looked upon them with a mixture of satisfaction and sorrow for she knew that each one had once been a living breathing human being with hopes and dreams and loved ones waiting for them at home. But the war had consumed them just as it had consumed so many others before them. And so she stood surrounded by the dead and dying with nothing but her sword and her own fierce determination to keep her alive. The field was littered with weapons of all kinds plunged into the ground as if they had grown there. There were swords maces axes and even bows each one a testament to the brutality of the battle that had been waged here. But despite the carnage the girl remained steadfast. She knew that she had to keep fighting for the sake of her people and the ones she loved. And so she took up her sword once more ready to face whatever lay ahead. For she was a warrior and her spirit burned brighter than the flames that surrounded her. And as long as she had breath in her body and the will to fight she would continue to stand her ground no matter what horrors lay ahead.