Standing atop a snowy cliff, Shrike hoists the defeated dragoon Heustienne up by the throat in a chokehold, dangling her over the edge. The dragoon's spear is embedded in the snow off to the side. Shrike calmly grips his blade as he barks at her in rage: "Your charlatan Order hunts my kin, wears our flesh, burns their own lives in a foolish attempt to mimic a fraction of our majesty, and even possesses the gall to despoil our very names?!"
Heustienne, terrified and bloody, weakly struggles against Shrike's grip with her hands. Her gaze is frozen in horror as she is transfixed on her foe. The wastes of snow and battlefield ruins loom far beneath her. Shrike continues his invective. "And all you have to show for it is THIS?!"
Behold majesty.
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