Evening casts its tranquil shadow across the land of Merridge Kingdom, where the sprawling capital can be seen in the distance, home to the Merridge royals. As the journey nears its end, a towering fortification looms large—a massive walled structure bristling with archers, mages, and warriors stationed at intervals along the walls. They remain vigilant, their eyes watching the approaches with caution.

Above, a figure stands atop the wall, gazing down with a smirk that holds the promise of conflict. Then, a sharp, high-pitched voice echoes from the heights. "Hold the FUCK up, PIG!" The command, though jarring, is met with amusement from the nearby defenders.

A bright cyan glow emerges from the spot where the figure is standing, revealing a petite woman clad in a caped uniform, topped with a distinctive hat. Her words ring out with power, "I, Aucreion! guardian of the west, purveyor of the filth! SHALL BLAST YOU TO BITS! 'TIL KINGDOM COME!" Laughter rises from the onlookers; they know well the small warrior’s reputation.

"GLORY TO MERRIDGE! DEATH TO GALEN!" she cries, her voice resounding through the air. The forces around her take up the chant of "Death!" in unison, creating an intense and charged atmosphere. Aucreion shifts into a combat-ready stance, prepared for the battle to come, while the soldiers on the wall echo her cries, their anticipation palpable.