The battlefield lay in ruins, devoured by raging flames that consumed buildings and earth alike. Amidst the relentless chaos, two valiant women donned in formidable armor stood, their bodies battered and stained with the toll of battle.
Their eyes met, a tumultuous whirlwind of regret and fury swirling within.
"Why? Why would you betray me?" The woman with silver hair and piercing purple eyes demanded, her disheveled silver locks framing her gaze, brimming with betrayal and seething resentment.
"I'm sorry, Mabel. It's for me. For my kingdom!" The woman with emerald eyes retorted with unwavering resolve. She pressed on, "But let us not forget, it was your father who laid waste to my realm."
Mabel tightened her grip on her sword, preparing for another clash. "Anne... Did our friendship mean nothing to you?"
"My kingdom, my very essence, means everything to me!" Anne declared fervently, charging towards Mabel with a sword gleaming in her hand.
