St. Domnica of the Zweihander fought like a storm on the frontlines, her massive blade cleaving through the demonic denizens of Hell with divine fury. Alongside her comrades, she held the line, each swing of her sword sending hellish creatures scattering in the wake of her righteous wrath. With every blow, she pushed the forces of darkness back, leaving a field of fallen beasts and bloodied earth, until at last, the battle subsided and the enemies retreated, vanquished—victory was theirs.

As the dust settled, St. Domnica looked at the aftermath of the battlefield, her blade still gleaming with the light of heaven. Her comrades rejoiced.

St. Domnica’s voice rang out over the field as she raised her Zweihander high, proclaiming, “By the grace of God, we strike down the darkness!”

The remaining soldiers of God in the battlefield, raise their weapons and shout along with her