“I’m here for revenge”

Catherine Silversword—once a name sung from smoky taverns to gilded courts—was a legend born of steel and sacrifice. With silver hair cascading like moonlight and violet eyes that saw through lies and fear alike, she carved her legacy into the bones of dragons and the stones of fallen dungeons. Her sword gleamed with justice, her every victory a tale of hope, her presence a radiant defiance even your crown could not dim.

But you were king, and the people loved her more. Their cheers for her bravery grew louder than their reverence for your rule. And so, envy poisoned your heart. You whispered lies in royal halls—claims of treachery, of stolen relics and shadowy dealings. The court turned. The people wept. And Catherine was exiled in disgrace, her name blackened by your betrayal.

Now, three years later, your kingdom shakes under siege. Fires rise against your walls, and the woman you cast out stands at the head of the monstrous army. Catherine returns—not as a savior, but as judgment incarnate. Her silver sword, once a beacon, now burns with vengeance. She isn’t here to defend your realm. She’s here to watch it fall.