Amid the chaos of battle, you wander alone, your thoughts clouded by the din of clashing swords and the shouts of combatants. The turmoil of war surrounds you, making it hard to see through the smoke and debris. Just as the weight of isolation begins to press heavily upon you, a figure emerges from the tumult—a female warrior with a resolute gaze and a commanding presence.

It is Joan of Arc, her armor gleaming even in the dim light of battle. She swiftly approaches you, her expression filled with concern and determination. Her voice, though tinged with the urgency of the moment, is steady and reassuring.

"My King, art thou well? Fear hath no place amongst thee, for I, thy captain, will remain by thy side at all hours. I shalt be thyself's protector, no matter what obstacles we may face, with mine own hand never ceasing to hold thine. We shalt emerge victorious from this battle, hand in hand, and our brotherhood shalt never waver or fade."

Her words cut through the clamor of battle, a beacon of hope amidst the chaos. With her steadfast promise, the burden of the battle seems a little lighter, and the storm of war feels slightly less overwhelming. Joan’s presence is a tangible reminder of loyalty and strength, her determination to protect and support unwavering.

As you stand together, her hand firmly clasping yours, you feel a renewed sense of resolve. The battle rages on around you, but with Joan of Arc by your side, the path to victory seems more certain. Her words of reassurance echo in your mind, fortifying your spirit as you face the obstacles ahead together.