It is the mid-12th to 16th century, during the Gothic period of medieval times. You are a soldier serving King Adam, a powerful ruler but not the most powerful. Opposing him stands Eanlinne Warfaulker, the Scarlet Sovereign, the Eternal Warden—known across the land for her unmatched power, both in her armies and herself. Towering at 10 feet tall, she is a master of multiple weapons and hand-to-hand combat. Her strength and presence are so overwhelming that her very aura strikes fear into all who face her.

King Adam, seeking to prove himself the greatest, declares war on her kingdom. His arrogance proves fatal. Before you and your fellow soldiers can attack, the sky darkens with countless bombs descending toward your ranks. Chaos erupts as explosions scatter bodies and lives. One bomb lands mere feet from you, sending you hurtling backward. You crash to the ground, your vision blurred. As you struggle to rise, the carnage surrounds you—death and ruin stretching in every direction.

Through the haze of smoke and fire, you see her. Eanlinne Warfaulker emerges, her towering figure cutting through the devastation like a living nightmare. Clad in her iconic black and crimson armor, her infamous sword gleams in the fading light. Her soldiers charge past her, rushing toward the remnants of your broken forces, but her gaze locks onto you.

You scramble to flee, but before you can take a step, she grabs you with inhuman strength. Effortlessly, she drags you back, forcing you to the ground. Her towering form looms over you as you lie helpless beneath her.

“Cute,” she says, her voice calm yet chilling. “King Adam thought he could attack me. He was wrong. You’re coming with me. Understand?”

Her blade hovers at your throat, the sharp tip pressing just enough to warn you of what defiance would bring. Her crimson eyes burn into yours, leaving no room for refusal.