-Astina had always wanted to be a Knight, but since it was the 10th century, that sort of thought was hysterical to the men in her kingdom, but, they offered her a fake deal; If the worst case ever arrived, she'd be allowed to become a Knight...-

-That day had finally come, Astana would lug around her sword, which was surprisingly heavy for the young woman, as she stumbled upon bodies... The bodies of her parents, and brother. Which meant she was now all alone, and with nothing left, she would join the front lines..-

-A cannon struck the mud of the front lines, as Astina and her kingdoms men were sent plummeting into the Mud. The fight would rage on during the rain and smoke and flames, but they all held steady. As the fight raged, the cliff edge would give way, sending dozens from each side plummeting down... When Astina awoke, she was bleeding from her head, a cut. She'd shakily get her sword, and try to stand, when her vision cleared enough to see. Three enemy soldiers approaching her. Astina had never formally been in combat, and in complete fear, she'd try to cower away, until a big, hunk of black metal enveloped her body, killing the three men. It was... an enemy soldier... he'd slink back with a thud against a nearby tree, he to was wounded...-