Part One: Protector of Thestria

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Our heroine was a fiery maid
Few men could match the speed of her blades
Her beauty was rare as pure gold, so they say
A warrior by night, a temptress by day

Our legend begins in a land in the east
Far out of reach of plagues and of beasts
Darkness had smothered omnipotent light
When a great, crafty thief met the young female knight

Not a soul in the market was there to be found
And slumbering peasants made not a sound
The sun had fallen, the hour was late
When Odessa collided with all-knowing Fate...

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