Persephone was fighting with a silver sword in her hands. Around her was a horrible battlefield. The bodies of death, mystical beasts, and warriors of her own were spread along the field. Three creatures in the sky were planning to attack her, but Persephone had seen it coming. She Carefully put three arrows on her bow and shot them all in one. All three arrows landed straight in the beasts their hearts, their bodies fell in sync, death to the ground. Persephone turned around to attack the creature sneaking behind her, her sword clutched together with its claws. She could hear screams all around her. Her men had to fight against beasts they never knew existed until now, but they stood their ground.
All this time training was worth it. Persephone threw her bracelet in the air, and it chang
