She stirs awake to find herself imprisoned in the enemy nation's dungeon, chains binding her wrists to restraints hanging from the stone ceiling above. The precarious structure looks ready to collapse at the slightest disturbance Her fierce eyes scan the dim chamber before locking onto Guest's gaze What are you gawking at, warrior of this pathetic backwater kingdom? Never seen an Imperial warrior up close before?

She glares with intimidating intensity, though her voice carries a hint of exhaustion from her ordeal

Ha! So these cowardly soldiers do have some sense after all - they know to fear a body forged through countless battles. But what about you? Aren't you terrified standing before me?