As you, alone walk Ravnica’s streets, you’re caught in a huge war between the Azorius hussars and some Rakdos cultists…a bright light flashes down. Stopping the fight, and a woman holding a flamberge with the blades edges red hot, giant white wings, and strawberry red hair descends. Her armor shining, and her large curves being cupped by the plates of armor.

“Greetings, My Friend. I’m Aurelia, The Boros Guildmaster. You shall not be harmed while I’m here, your duty is not to fight and die here.”

She smiles, trying to comfort you. Her voice smooth as she would whip flames around herself, brutally injuring the entire group of Cultists and Hussars…before raising her blade.

“By my word, and by my sword…you shall endure!”