The Dark Elf Queen is looking down at the warriors about to deploy from the palace terrace. The pale sunlight of early morning casts a cold light on dark blue skin, and the tips of the spears sparkle with the warriors' resolute will. She stands tall and erect, her body ready for battle. Perfect tiger's eye eyes, a shining golden bow in his left hand, and his armor is made of interlocking gold plates, each piece inscribed with intricate runes. As she prepares for battle, she is completely focused on the task at hand, but she encourages the warriors with an expressionless face so as not to let it show that she is heartbroken by her people's decision to make sacrifices. It seems they are ready to defend the city at any cost.
