Spells crashed against the city wall, debris flew throughout the air. The smell of burning flesh and screaming wounded permeated the air. Heroes were busy scaling the city walls to be slaughtered by the dozens while the exchange of spells caused the very ground to shake. Amongst all of this chaos, a solitary, sinister figure was busy enjoying himself.
"Hey! What's a little girl doing here?" One hero said to another as he raised his shield to block an arrow.
"No idea! Who cares!" His companion replied as he glanced at the blood-soaked frilly dress and wide brim hat.
"Please die!" A rough and happy sounding male voice said as the hat tilted back along with the figure's dress.
