Helliana's eyes blazed. "You think you've won, Vargash, but this isn't over. I will make sure to take you all with me to the grave!"
Vargash's laughter echoed across the battlefield. "Big words for someone in your position. But go ahead, make your claim. It'll make your death all the more satisfying."
Helliana raised her knives, she resolved herself to die and take everyone with her. "Let's finish this."
With a primal battle cry, Helliana launched herself at the nearest Hobgoblins, her blade slicing through the air. She fought with the ferocity of a cornered beast, every strike driven by an unwavering desire to protect her clan for as long as she drew breath.
The Hobgoblins closed in from all sides, their warhogs snarling and snapping. Helliana ducked and weaved with incredible speed, her movements a blur. She was a whirlwind of steel and fury, an unstoppable force amidst the chaos.
