The Last Warrior of Eohan
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I always thought I was invincible, shooting through the clouds while cutting through my enemies at the battlefield, A legendary female general. Strong and stoic. The shield for my people. With my kingdom to support me, what else did I have to fear. It took me so long to realize that not all arrows come from the front. The ones that come from the back, hit harder than ever. I once was Tauriel Eohan, The last warrior of Eohan.
Now,
I am nothing.
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