A vast expanse of the great North Prairie Ridge, endless in magnitude, was enveloped in an ink-colored hue, blending with the verdant green of the abundant grass. The fragrance of the grass and the whispers of the Qing County air slowly dispersed in the open.
Under the moonlight, a white-coated giant tiger frolicked freely, with a young girl mounted on its back. Pressing her lips together, she gazed out towards the barely visible royal city in the distance. She was nearing the tent of the Khan of the Meng Slaves. Tonight, she was going to accomplish something for the Great Jin, the civilians and the soldiers of Lingbei -- she was going to persuade the Khan to surrender.
