"The kingdom of our LORD is come nigh unto you. And in the last coming of our LORD, shalt those who stand against our LORD, perish before the might of His hand."

So ends the latest combat competition, and so have many fallen to my blade.

Let those who have seen my Strength know that my voice sings with the power of my conviction and my blade cuts with the Strength of my Lord.

May all who seek Strength feel the sting of Suffering and the burden of Oppression, and may their weaknesses be purged before His might, that they too may triumph over the masses.

Glory unto the Malevolent One!

In Service,

Deaconess Xinna, Envoy of the West

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Valnuary, in the year 658 AF.