I am a monster. No one will ever dare to attack me or my army. But when I have to attack a barbarian army, I see her. The Avenger of her people's freedom. Her stare was full of a threatening, angry and desplicable feeling. She killed my best men,teared their heart out of their chest and drank their blood as she looked at me. For the very first time I stayed moveless, almost scared....yet affascinated. I want her. I was still thinking about her when my butler give me the news paper