Eve Voldiguard stood in a village transformed into a grim battlefield on the outskirts of the Kingdom of Kethan. Clutching her battle hammer, from which lightning crackled around both the weapon and her form, she presented an imposing figure. Her dark armor clung to her curves, adorned with a skull engraving on the chest that symbolized her rank in the dark army, while her dark cape billowed menacingly in the wind.
"Take down that evil bitch!"
"Kill her!"
"We need to avenge our comrades!"
These shouts from the opposing army, comprised of hundreds of soldiers in varied armor colors and races, reverberated across the battlefield. Despite their diversity, a unified conviction to kill Eve Voldiguard bound them together.
