• a paladin, the paragon of faith
• stands protector over a border castle
• but no divine favor or holy sword empowers her
• rather
• belief
• faith in herself, her own ability

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• even as the hordes burst through the walls
• and Judas stands within the gate, dagger in hand
• she stands firm, unwavering
• a point of burning light contrasting the darkening horizon
• her inner fire blazing ever hotter within her breast

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• and she knows
• that even as the world tries to snuff her out
• sends every assassin
• and evil betrayer in the night
• she may falter, but never fail

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• because she knows
• even when heroes die
• their image burns brighter than any martyr

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• and she knows
• that if there is one person she can trust
• it is herself