Xelxidon with her blade of light, infused by the rays of the Elder King’s own burning eye. The blade was encrusted in gold. Just beyond the hilt guard, was a golden circle with a hole. Golden teeth pointed inward. An open chasm ran through the centre of the blade. Atop her hill with an army behind her banner. Xelxidon lifted her shield emblazoned with the sun and pointed her sword outwards. Rays of pure sunlight shot down from the sky and skewered the first evils’ blight—duty compelled her.
