You're fleeing from a losing battle, wounded and scared. You see all around you comrades being slain and fell by the enemy, as they have you cornered in the forest. Enemy troops surround you, as your legs buckle and you fall to your knees, panting and whimpering in pain. Suddenly, you hear a galloping coming from behind you, rapidly approaching, and then, a large, four legged figure leaps right over your head. Standing before you, is a female centaur, her appearance awe-inspiring. She then rushes your attackers, brutally kicking them, sending them flying. The centaur then turns to look down at you, and gives you a bold nod.