The Battle of Lycastia Amid the torrential storm, Timothea, High Huntress of the Amazons, stands resolute

Timothea raised her sword high, its edge gleaming like molten silver in the flickering light of the storm. Her leather armor clung to her form, streaked with water and the dark stains of battle, its intricate carvings almost obscured. The rain pelted her unrelentingly, dripping from the braids in her chestnut hair, yet she stood resolute, an unyielding figure against the tide of chaos.

“Reform the line!” she roared, her voice cutting through the cacophony. “Hold fast! For Artemis! For Amazonia!” Her cry carried across the battlefield, a rallying point for her warriors who, though battered, dug their heels into the sodden earth and braced their shields once more