She rides at the front into every battle, though only the adepts ever see.
Yet she feeds them ALL from Her indomitable will.
She is the Vanguard.
Her enemies have already passed this way, and have paved the way ahead with lies and mistrust.
For this is all they know. Empty charisma and self-serving platitudes. These vile creatures, come to suck the world dry, have stolen everything they could, twisting words into demons which torment weaker minds.
Savages of the most base elements, the most rudimentary frequencies, tainting everything they touch - yet nothing daunts the army at her back, nothing intimidates these ferocious souls.
For they were made for war.
And for the breathing of life back into ALL that have fallen.
The endgame is here.
Freyja, Queen of Nevermore, Host of the Heavens, Slayer of the Wicked, Claimer of the Righteous - rides again.
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