Her eyes were dark but underneath, flames burned bright. Her words were kind but tongue could speak the deadliest words. Her heart made of stone, mind alike. Iron-willed spirit with undying endeavors.
She were a girl raised to be a warrior, to fight wars of her own. But under her armor she were a flame awaiting to destruct, to cause chaos. She were a storm of fire on the brink of havoc.She could fight wars but she couldn't maintain the catastrophe unwinding around her— herself.
"Don't invoke me, ice melts quickly."
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